Ten years ago today...
G and I met, through one of those "voice mail" personals services, believe it or not. Neither he nor I are the type to do such things but had both signed up on a whim. He was one of only three guys total that I met through the service, and I was the only girl he ever met. I like to think it was fate.
We didn't start dating right away after our first meeting, but it was clear that we had a lot in common. He plays guitar and I sing, so we mentioned possibly getting together sometime to "jam" (sounds so rock-star, doesn't it??). He called me a few weeks later to talk and we made plans to get together. We had a blast. From that first music-making attempt, we planned more regular jams, which eventually evolved into a) playing an open stage together, and b) spending a lot of time talking about ourselves. By November, I was seriously smitten. I worked up the nerve to invite him to a concert. In December we went to another concert, this time with dinner first. My friends kept asking me "are you dating??" I seriously didn't know, but didn't think so. "Does he pay for dinner?" Yes, I said. "Does he kiss you goodnight?" On the cheek, I said. Hmm. No clear answers there. We started dating in March of the following year, and I teased him often about the "just friends" attitude he took early on. But truthfully, I'm so grateful that we formed a deeper connection first. It has made all the difference through the past decade that I've known him.
So, as we move onto a new month of trying to make a baby (yes, it's soon to be cd1) I have to keep in mind that I'm glad that he and I are, first and foremost, wonderful friends. Through ups and downs, it's good to have friends like that.
We didn't start dating right away after our first meeting, but it was clear that we had a lot in common. He plays guitar and I sing, so we mentioned possibly getting together sometime to "jam" (sounds so rock-star, doesn't it??). He called me a few weeks later to talk and we made plans to get together. We had a blast. From that first music-making attempt, we planned more regular jams, which eventually evolved into a) playing an open stage together, and b) spending a lot of time talking about ourselves. By November, I was seriously smitten. I worked up the nerve to invite him to a concert. In December we went to another concert, this time with dinner first. My friends kept asking me "are you dating??" I seriously didn't know, but didn't think so. "Does he pay for dinner?" Yes, I said. "Does he kiss you goodnight?" On the cheek, I said. Hmm. No clear answers there. We started dating in March of the following year, and I teased him often about the "just friends" attitude he took early on. But truthfully, I'm so grateful that we formed a deeper connection first. It has made all the difference through the past decade that I've known him.
So, as we move onto a new month of trying to make a baby (yes, it's soon to be cd1) I have to keep in mind that I'm glad that he and I are, first and foremost, wonderful friends. Through ups and downs, it's good to have friends like that.
posted by Lisa P. at 12:13 PM
5 Comments:
Happy ten years!
Congratulations on 10 years, and may you have many, many more!
Congratulations! And what a great 'getting together' story.
Friends do make the best lovers, I always say!
Congratulations of 10 years!
I met my husband through an introductions agency, so I am a big fan of helping cupid along! 10 years is something to be really proud of. Congratalations.
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