Saturday, March 6, 2010

Fate

Thirty four years ago today, my parents were married. But their story began long before that day, and I happen to think it's one worth telling.

They met in high school, at a football game I believe. It had to have been something like that, some kind of place where good Catholic boys and girls who went to all-boy and all-girl schools were allowed to commingle. They dated for a while, went to each other's proms and were as happily in love as two teenagers could be.

After graduation, for whatever reason, they went their separate ways. Mom went to college. Dad went to school to learn his trade. They went on with their lives. Time passed, they grew up. Mom met another young man and he asked her to marry him. She said yes, and the planning began. All was well until about two weeks before the wedding date. I can't be sure which of the following two events took place first, but they were both eerie coincidences, signs if you will. I think I have the timeline right, but if not, I know she will correct me. ;)

One night Mom had a dream, a vivid one, about him. Not her fiance, but my father. This guy she had not seen in over 4 years. And she knew the moment she woke up that she had to call off the wedding. She couldn't marry another guy when she was dreaming about him. Invitations had already gone out, deposits paid. But there was to be no wedding.

Not long after that, Mom and Grandma Doll were out shopping and ran into Grandma Helen. They exchanged pleasantries, asking how life had turned out for the other. Dad was single. She was no longer engaged. Well, then, isn't that interesting, they all thought. Grandma Helen went home to tell Dad who she had seen. As the story goes, he spent hours looking for her phone number. He found it eventually.

I think they saw each other once before she left on what was supposed to be her honeymoon. Instead of taking her new husband along, she took a girlfriend on the trip to Hawaii. When she got back and stepped off the plane, he was there. Waiting.

What happened next is like a scene out of a movie. I can only imagine how it all played out, but it went something like this...

Him: I love you, and you are never leaving me again. We are going straight to your parent's house to tell them that we are getting married.

Her: Well, okay.

Needless to say, they did get married. Thirty four years, two children, an apartment and three houses ago. And though life has been filled with some ups and downs, they are here. Together. They have managed to make it through things that would break up most married couples, and they are united now to fight the biggest fight of their lives. And together they will fight.

Take some time today to enjoy one another. To be thankful for the love you have. To be grateful for the gift of each day. To believe in coincidences and fate.

"The whole is greater than the sum of it's parts" ~ Aristotle

Happy Anniversary. I love you both.

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