Love at First Sight?
What is it really? And doesn’t actually exist? I am in my 40s; so I am an adult with adult children. You would think I would know the answer to this already. You would think, right? I used to wonder if there was such a thing as love at first sight because I was well into my 30s before I ever even grew an attachment to someone. Anyone that knows me knows that my husband is quite frankly my first love. And we have not even been together a decade yet.
I thought it was funny that a friend of mine had asked me quite recently how I and my husband met. Well, is the old faithful; social media. We actually met over Craigslist. Years ago there was a dating section on Craigslist, I’m not sure if there is anymore. But my now husband sent me a message years ago wanting to go on a date.
When we met for the first time; I was not impressed with him and vice versa. I did not think that he liked me whatsoever. We did not really seem to have a lot in common. And it just appeared as though we were on completely different platforms within our life. One of the biggest aspects of our lives that differed was children. I had a preteen son and he had no children, with no intentions of having children. That point always concerned me. Because I never wanted him to judge me on the behavior of my child, and vice versa. I always dreamt of someone that would accept me and my son as their own.
Needless to say, after the first meeting, I never followed up with him. When he followed up with me, again. We met again and one thing led to another and here we are. Almost a decade later, we are still together. And I can honestly say that I love him more now than I ever imagined I could love someone. Looking back on that first date, I was scared. And that is the only reason that I did not follow up with him. I made every excuse in the book and of course, I put the blame on him. When in actuality I am the owner of all the blame.
We ended up moving in together almost immediately and thankfully our entire family of three meshed so perfectly together. There were of course times that my son tried my husband. There were of course times when my husband tried my son. And of course, they would look at me as the middleman. But I didn’t do that. I didn’t allow myself to do that. I made them work it out and I made them talk to each other and I made them come to the conclusion that we are a family, one family. It worked. Through the grace of God, it worked. There are some days that I sit here and I still am dumbfounded at the fact that we are so happy, still. What we have works for us.
I cannot say that it would work for everyone. Of course not. But for our situation and our little family. It works perfectly. My husband has supported my son through his high school years and then into the military. My son has turned to my husband for advice as any son would turn to their father. I have been extremely blessed to have our entire family come together as one and love each other as one. I don’t know of many other families that are built this way. If yours is, please let me know. I would love to share stories with one another!
Until Next Time;