A question over at A Chelsea Morning was “How did you meet your honey”? Stop by there and play along.
My Honey and I used to work in the same store, I had seen him around now and then and I thought that he was a really good looking man. It was my 30th Birthday when we officially met for the first time, we were both working that day. Since it was my Birthday I had received several bunches of flowers, presents and balloons from my family and friends. When it was time to go home for the day he saw me leaving with them and said that I must have some nice friends and joked with me about turning Thirty.
After that we started talking a bit at work and I discovered that we really had a lot in common. Both of us were going through divorces at the time and we both loved cats, so right away we had something to talk about. There was defiantly some chemistry going on between us, so I used every excuse that I could come up with to be near him. Since we worked in different departments it wasn’t always easy but I certainly managed. I guess you could say that I was the one who was chasing him. We went out with friends after work several times and then went to a party together at our friend Brandi’s house, we also started chatting on Yahoo and eventually talking on the phone. The first time that we went out alone together I was so nervous that I thought I would pass out lol!
As time moved on we seemed to be getting closer and closer, I was crazy about him. Problem was, he wasn’t ready to be in a “relationship” but we kept on talking and kept on going out from time to time deciding that for the time being that we would just be, I guess you could say, very close friends.
A few months down the road my dad became deathly ill, he was in the hospital for two weeks and I knew that we were probably going to loose him. It was one of the hardest things that I have ever had to go through, but there was Tim, right there with me, supporting me through the whole ordeal. He stayed with me and my family at the hospital, even as we had my dad taken off of all the machines that he was on. It was awful, just siting there holding my dads hand, waiting for him to die. Thankfully Tim had me by the other hand, I don’t know how I would have gotten through that terrible time with out him. (Thank You Baby, I Love You!) Dad passed away about 36 hours later on December 22nd, the same day that Tim’s dad had died just a couple of years earlier. (coincident? I don’t think so!) When it came time for the funeral Tim sat with me and then came back to the house to be with me. Watching him going through that experience with me made me realise just how much he cared for me.
Not long after that we started dating, for real. We found out soon after, that our fathers were in the Navy together and had been friends for many years. I remember Tim’s dad coming over to visit my dad, I just didn’t know at the time that he was Tim’s dad. Last Christmas Tim and I were looking through some of my family photo albums and all of a sudden he says “Hey, what’s my dad doing in your family album?” he had found a picture of our dads that someone had taken my years earlier. So you see, I don’t believe that any of these things were a coincident. I believe that it was/is fate!! But either way, we are in love and if the rest of the story goes the way that I want it to, we live happily ever after!
So now that you all know the story of how Tim and I met. How did you meet your Honey?