Several months ago, I was talked into going on a date with Eric. I loved talking to him. He had the best sense of humor of anyone I’d ever met and we had so much in common. However, as much as I dearly enjoyed discovering all about this man, I had placed him permanently in the ‘friend zone’ for two reasons:
1. He’s a police officer or rather a homicide detective – and I was never interested in dating a policeman because I never wanted to be at home worried about whether they’d make it home each day.
2. His daughter’s only nine. My youngest will be 22 years old this fall, and I’ve raised my children. I also have several grandchildren. I love this phase of my life where I can go anywhere and do anything without the added stress of having to find a sitter, or worse – dealing with the ex!! No thank you!!
However, because of his charming personality (that I absolutely loved) and being completely intrigued by him, I gave in to the unrelenting pressure from a couple of my friends and my daughter to at least meet him for dinner. I went, and it was amazing and the best first date I’ve ever been on. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and he had the most incredible clear blue eyes I’ve ever seen. The night ended with a hug and a small kiss on the cheek.
Second date: phenomenal – damn it! He made me laugh until I was in tears and I hated him for it. I was determined not to let this charismatic man anywhere near my heart. The following night I was flustered. I had two papers to complete for one of my graduate school classes and I was pushing a tight deadline. Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised when he showed up at my door to help me complete the research to get them done.
And that was it, I was gone. Fast forward a passionate summer and we’re standing at the alter being married by Elvis at the Graceland Chapel!
For two people who never believed in love at first sight, giggled at the idea of soulmates, and swore they’d never get married again, I have no clue what happened and neither does he. All we can say is that we both ‘knew’ it was right. Things fell into place perfectly, the stars aligned, and destiny intervened.