I haven’t been active on this blog for upwards of five months. Life found a way to rip me away from this endeavor and engross me in an extraordinary adventure. I found myself in the center of an event which carried implications for the future of my life, and the lives of future generations. An event of epic proportions, with irrevocable consequences that will echo throughout the lives of my children and grandchildren. One of the greatest adventures of history. A most noteworthy and prominent occurrence. In short… I met a woman.
What followed was a series of events I’ve decided I cannot leave undocumented. Firstly, because it will be a good way to rebuild consistency on this blog and get things going again. Secondly, because it is an opportunity for me to relive those events and to pass on the memory to whoever may someday care to know. Thirdly, and I suppose most importantly, it’s just a damn good story.
It all started on September 27th, 2020. I was at one of my closest friends’ wedding anniversary. He and his wife had been married for two years and his mother decided to put together a surprise party for them. She invited his friends over and prepared dinner. We all arrived a little early and parked across the street, so as to not spoil the surprise. It was great to see the joy on their faces when they walked in to the sound of us all yelling “Surprise!” We had a great time, and the party was a success. But that is all besides the point. The point is – I was there.
A few hours into the evening, my friend’s mother casually mentioned something about their relatives from a city two hours away stopping by soon. They were in town for the day, so they wanted to at least drop in and say “hello.” Sure enough, fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Somebody opened the door, and in poured a big family of seven people. Three of them were young girls, and one of them looked to be about my age. I only saw her out of the corner of my eye, so I didn’t really get a good look.
A couple moments later, I finished my conversation and stood up to go talk with another person. As I began chatting with one of my buddies, she walked up to us. That was when I really saw her for the first time; and, the first thought that ran across my mind was “if she’s that beautiful, there’s got to be something wrong with her.” My second thought was “She lives in Bellingham (the city two hours away), it’s too far.” The third thought was “I don’t need this right now, I’ve got other things to focus on…” You get the picture.
I was telling myself “no” the entire evening and trying to convince myself that I wasn’t attracted to her more than anyone in my entire life. All the while playing party games and casually flirting with her despite myself. Several hours passed like seconds, and we were saying goodbye. I shook her hand whilst internally reminding myself of all the reasons not to let this go any further. And that was that. I walked to my car, turned on the engine, waited a few minutes for it to heat up and drove off.
This could easily be the end of the story. Just another evening. A standard party, one of thousands, nothing special about it. But it wasn’t over… I can’t quite explain what happened. As I drove home, my thoughts kept circling around her and the evening until something just clicked inside me. I picked up my phone and texted my friend, asking him whether he would be comfortable with me texting his cousin. He was thrilled with the idea. When I got home, I found her on Instagram and followed her. “Well,” I thought, “that’s probably about as far as this will go,” and went to sleep…
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