The Story of Us

November 1, 2006


Well, Sylvia asked how Husband and I met. Here’s the story!

Actually, the story goes back a much longer way than just us meeting. You see, my (paternal) grandfather and his (paternal) grandfather were friends – very good friends – but we had never met. Husband is 16 years older than I am and because his parents divorced when he was younger, he didn’t grow up entirely in Houston.

There were actually several times during our lives where we COULD have met or SHOULD have met, but didn’t. Here are some examples:

He had a very close friend growing up in Houston – Cliff. I dated that guy’s younger brother, Brad.

He dated a woman, Laurie. I dated Laurie’s brother, Louis.

Louis and Brad were friends.

Brad and I didn’t work (obviously) and he moved on to another chick, Debbie (who he later married).

When Cliff and Brad’s mom died, we were both at the funeral. We stood 3 people away from each other. Husband had a discussion with Cliff about how Brad was uncomfortable because “both his girlfriends are here”. Yep – Little did Husband know one of those was me, but Brad and I weren’t dating so I’m not sure why he was so freaked out.

Here’s when we actually met.

I was looking for my first apartment and found one that a girlfriend had recommended – in fact, she was going to move to that complex as well. On the day I was going to sign my lease, I decided on a hunch to go to this new complex that had been built in a part of town that I liked. I walked in and LOVED it, so I ditched the other plan and decided to move there.

At the same time, Husband was divorced from his ex-wife and decided that instead of moving into another house with OldestDaughter and ArtsyDaughter, he wanted to live in an apartment so he could have some sort of a social life as a single dad without having to deal with the bars. He decided to move there, too, since it was near the girls’ schools and they wouldn’t have to make any school changes.

On the day I moved in, I ran into an old friend of mine in the leasing office – I couldn’t believe he was going to be my neighbor! I asked him about the people and said everyone was really nice…and that there was this cool “Older Guy”.

The social scene at the complex revolved around the pool – natch. So, one day, I put on my best bikini (that I would never be caught dead in now) and wandered down to the pool to see my friends and meet a few people. There was a rockin’ water volleyball game going on and I stood by the side, hands on my hips, watching the action, when lo and behold, there he was – cool Older Guy.

Christ he was handsome. And confident. And winning. That’s always nice. We chatted a bit and then got absorbed in the game again. But, he was clearly cute. And I was clearly interested. In the days to come there was much flirting, talking, and phone calls — and secret dates. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Husband will tell you that when he caught sight of me by the pool, hands on my hips, and a gold Jewish star around my neck that gleamed and he felt “something he can’t describe”. He remembers that moment very clear and to him that was the beginning of The Story of Us.

I’ve always found the “almost met” times more interesting. There is a Yiddish word, beshert, which means “the one you are destined for”. I can’t think of a better example of beshert than us.

In March it will be ten years (officially).

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5 Responses to “The Story of Us”

  1. jen Says:

    Great couples ALWAYS have a great ‘How we met’ story..
    That was great!! :O)

  2. Sylvia Says:

    That IS a great story!!
    It’s even more fun once you’ve started dating and you’re playing that “who do you know” game and you realize how small both your worlds really are (my hubby and I moved in very similar circles and had several chance meetings before we got together ourselves!).
    I will agree with you 100! – you definitely make a great argument for beshert.
    Thanks for sharing it with us!

  3. Em Says:

    What a great way to start off NaBloPoMo!!!

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