Almost 5 years and one child later (best leave that out for a different blog :) ) I had accepted marriage proposal #4. This gentleman was also someone I had corresponded via the internet. He had never been married. There was something different about him that makes it hard to describe even now. Upon my first time meeting him, I could sense a connection that seemed to cling on to all the brokenness inside of me. Thinking back upon it now, his life experiences had left him just as broken in a different sort of way. He proposed to me on November 14, 2008, and we were married in a civil ceremony on Friday, February 13, 2009. Yes, Friday the 13th. Trust me, when I say, this date is very fitting for our relationship. The strongest trait we have between us is a sense of humor. We survive to this day because of a "fit" between us. Almost like finding a piece of clothing and having it hang the right way on one's body.
Don't misunderstand me! Our marriage is nowhere near perfect. We have just as many arguments and fights as the next person, but there has been some sort of balance and bond between us two. With our arguments comes laughter and conversation. The longing to be next to each other, which is not driven by sexual lust. There is a satisfaction that hangs over you when you think about this other person. Maybe the term you use is a soul mate. If you are lucky enough, the first man or woman you meet will fit this description for you. I was not as lucky. I had to deal with a lot of pain, anguish, and heartbreak before meeting my fit.