Meeting my Wife for the First Time

When I first met my wife, I knew I had met someone special. On the way home that night, I told my friend Will I wanted to marry someone just like her. Unlike popular belief, I do not believe there is only one person for anyone. I believe there is a type of person that we want and when we meet someone close to that, they become the one. The problem with wanting someone like the woman I met that night is I was not the kind of man she wanted! That was some harsh news to me from my insightful friend. At the time, I didn’t have a stable job, I hadn’t finished my education, and I didn’t even have car insurance. On the other hand was this amazing woman who owned a condo in Chicago, had finished her college education, and was working for the PGA Tour as an event planner.

If I wanted to compete with the kind of guys a woman like that would date, I had some work to do.

So I went to work on myself. I enrolled in school and was determined to finish in two years. I got a full-time job and had medical insurance for the first time since getting booted from my parent’s benefits. I was more intentional about who I dated and finally got to the point where I had risen my standards about the kind of person I would date. As fate would have it, 2 years later, we met up again, only this time, I was the kind of person that would attract her. I had intentionally developed myself to be the kind of person a woman like her would want, but it wasn’t for her, it was for me. I knew I wanted to be married, and thank God I had not married the girls I had dated before her. Don’t get me wrong, there were some amazing people along the way, some not so amazing, but they all had one thing in common- they prepared me for the woman I will spend the rest of my life loving.

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