Tuesday, October 25, 2011
This is the part where I tell you how their "meet cute" turned into a beautiful love story. Except that I don't even remember that part of the story. What I remember is the shape his face took as he described how lonely life was until they met. How he'd never found the one and refused to settle. I remember the way his eyes welled up into puddles on the verge of racing down his face. His chin quivered ever so slightly as he started to talk about that time in his life over a decade ago when things changed. When their eyes met, when the conversation began, he took a deep breath and said there you are.
There. You. Are.
That kind of knowing is a gift. That kind of love and recognition that your person is right there in front of you... it leaves me speechless with a stupid grin on my face every time.
And they did (and still do) live happily ever after.