Thread: What's your story?

This evening I sat in a newly opened restaurant, waiting to be fed, and I stared across the table at my boyfriend. I suddenly got the overwhelming feeling of thankfulness. Whenever I get frustrated with him, I think about this story and I can't help but smile. I wonder if anyone else shares a good story?


I had never dated anyone, even in high school. Unless you count those four days my Sophmore year, which I don't. My first kiss was when I was seventeen. My first year of college I kind of dated a guy for over two months, but when he failed to fully commit, I moved on. The following year I met someone wonderful. On the fourth day of knowing him, he had to leave college and move back home. At this point, frustrated, I vowed to focus on my work and studies only. I figured that if and when God decided I was ready for a relationship then he would present an opportunity. I went over two months without even having a harmless crush.

Spring break arrived and I went home to visit my family and work. The first day back, happened to be the first day a new employee started. I was immediately drawn to him, and called my best friend to gloat like a school girl how attracted I was to him. Two days later I called him into work, because someone else had called out. That was also the day I found out he had a girlfriend. I decided I at least had to be his friend, but only keep it in the work place. We talked, laughed, and truly enjoyed one another's company. Three weeks later, after I had gotten home from work, he called me (after looking up my phone number in the work directory). I was stunned and it was apparant that he was embarrassed, making the conversation extremely awkward. He told me that his girlfriend and him had broken up earlier that night, and proceeded by saying, "I'm sorry I called you, I should'nt have. It was inappropriate. Have a good night, I'll see you at work on Monday." Click. He hung up.

An hour later I called him back and asked just why he had called. He explained that he didn't have anyone to talk to. I insisted that I buy him ice cream (corny, I know) and he could talk if he'd like. We met an hour later and ended up driving around, talking, until seven in the morning. It's been over nineteen months since that night, and we've been apart for maybe a week's length of time. We live together and share an amazing relationship that we both hope to build into a marriage.

I realize now that I went through a lot of faulty 'relationships' because I didn't know myself well enough, let alone be in the position to know someone else. Those two months of study, and really self-reflection allowed me to discover myself, therefore God allowed me to discover the rest of me...my soulmate. For any members searching for 'the one', he's out there. If I can find mine, then you can find yours.