One year ago today I met my husband. In the year since I met him we have got engaged, we moved in together, we got married, I quit my job, we moved across country and we bought a house; all in that order. It is amazing how quickly life can change. That’s a truly great thing about life. People were shocked at how fast things seemed to happen between my husband and I and maybe, if wasn’t me, I would agree with them. My theory is this, if a bunch of bad things can happen quickly and all at once, then so can good things.
2009 was a tough year for a lot of people. It seemed everyone I spoke to was having some sort of life stress. From the people I knew who lost their jobs to the people who were losing their homes and of course to the people who lost loved ones. The stress seemed to always come in the form of loss. For me 2009 was marked by harsh cut backs at work, the suicide of a very dear friend, and the passing of my father. Each of these losses took place with in 4 months of one another. They happened so fast I don’t think I had time to mentally process and recover from them, regardless; I still had to move on.
As I have mentioned in this blog, I was hold up inside my apartment with the shades drawn and in no mood to face the world when I decided to join a dating website to force myself out into the world and meet new people. It worked. I forced myself to go out and it was then I met the man who is now my husband. Did I know it when I looked at his profile? No. Did I know it the moment I saw him? Not really. I did know he was very different from any guy I had ever dated. Even though he wigged me out a little when he offered to walk me to my car (no one shows that kind of chivalry in LA, I thought I was about to be accosted), I had this really positive vibe from him. Our next date, the first really real one, (not just the “let’s meet for drinks to make sure you are not covered in boils and walk upright) he was supportive of me. He actually picked me up and took me to a work event of mine. I was proud to show him off and I was impressed at how cool he was as I greeted all my fellow coworkers and mingled with the crowd. The whole situation could have been really intimidating but he was cool. I have been known to be somewhat intimidating and perhaps overwhelming, so I knew that if he could handle me out at a work thing, he definitely had potential.
The early weeks of our relationship were not without speed bumps, but they weren’t so much real problems as the natural progression of testing a relationship to see how you feel and how the other person feels about you. My husband is my best friend. He is smart, kind, loving and overall a good bean. I am so thankful. I am a lucky bean.
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