How We Met
- Last updated on March 8, 2010 at 9:51 am
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Jim and I were both invited, separately, by mutual friends, to attend a Valentine's Day open house. When I arrived, a mutual friend of mine came running out of the house to greet me as I was walking up the driveway. He told me the first three guys on the right as I walk through the door were all single! As I went through the door, I casually glanced at the three guys, but kept walking by. I went to another room where a lot of people were gathered and I was going to just stay in there. But then I remembered that I went there specifically to "shop" for a future husband, so I went back to talk to the three guys. One was very obnoxious, one wouldn't even make eye contact or talk, and then there was Jim. He and I struck up a conversation, and as the guests began to arrive, we were getting separated from each other. We tried talking in the hall, in the kitchen, then finally found a place in the living room. His buddies kept trying to get him to go back to the buffet table, but he stayed right there with me. The open house was from 1:00 to 4:00, and Jim and I stayed with each other the whole time just talking about everything! Jim went there mostly as a courtesy to his friend. He had aready decided that he was never going to marry again and had given up. Then, he met me . . . .
He asked me for my phone number as I was leaving. I decided that either I wasn't going to hear from him or it would be the following Thursday. Sure enough, when I got home from work the following Thursday, I had a message from him asking me out on our first date.
Starting a serious relationship was difficult for me, because as you can see, I'm an "older" lady (53 when we met). I had been single all my life, and was quite independent. To make things a little more interesting, Jim is 20 years older than I am, so there were a lot of things to consider....health, interests, money, what others would think, etc. After a few weeks, I came to realize that none of these things really mattered that much, because by this time I was able to see that he had a heart of gold and was intent on treating me like a princess. And he has to this day.