I love to tell the story

I met him through a mutual friend.  The first time we met I was kind of interested in the mutual friend.  They had been good friends since high school.  We hung all hung out, drank, and went on the roof of His apartment before all falling asleep on the floor.

A few weeks later I was talking to the mutual friend on the phone while mutual friend was at His house.  Mutual friend was getting tired, so he put Him on the phone.  We talked for over an hour about all sorts of things about ourselves and our lives and what we wanted in life.  I remember how smart he was and how much he knew about so many things.

I just remember thinking what a great person He was and how I hoped we could hang out again; how I thought we could be really good friends.

I didn't see Him again after that.

He moved to a different state.  But, once a couple years later, mutual friend was talking with Him on the phone and I got to tell mutual friend to tell Him that I said hi.  That was it.

Seven years after our first meeting, mutual friend asked me to baby sit his son.  I did without question, because that's what you do for friends.  When he returned, mutual friend walked in the door and He was  right behind him.  He had picked Him up from the train station.

It was amazing to see Him again.  We chatted a bit.  I was surprised that He remembered me.

For the next few evenings and nights we hung out at mutual friends house together.  I remember ordering Thai food and Him feeding it to me with his chop sticks.  I remember not ever feeling tired during that my first week of my first year of teaching even though I was up past two most days hanging out with them.

A week in, I called up mutual friend if he would mind if I pursued Him for a relationship.  He said it would be fine.

I invited Him over to my house to watch a movie.  We talked all night until I was literally falling asleep in the middle of our conversations.  That was the start of our relationship.

Seven plus years later, we are still together.  Still loving each other and still able to talk for hours on end about even the most random topics.  Still able to make each other laugh.  Still able to finish thoughts about the most random things and then be amazed that the other knew the random thing that was being thought up.

This was a truly delightful Stream of Consciousness Sunday post.  I really do love the story of how we met.  Liked each other.  Didn't see each other for seven years, and were able to meet again by chance.  I hope that we can truly live happily ever after.

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