FROM STOOD UP TO BLOWN AWAY HOW I MET MY WONDERFUL HUSBAND W ith Valentine’s Day this month, I thought it would be cool to share the story of how I met my wonderful husband, Dave. Ours is not your typical “boy meets girl” tale, and it serves to illustrate that sometimes the best things begin with a letdown.
but he had spotted me right away. We talked the night away, and by the time the party wrapped up, getting stood up was the last thing on my mind.
Dave and I began dating, and three years later, we were married. In a lot of ways, we’re total opposites. He’s a dedicated fitness freak; I’m a world- class couch potato. But I’ve learned a lot from him, and I hope
In my case, that letdown was being stood up — twice! A date had no-showed once, which was a bad sign, I know, but I decided to give him a second chance. The day we rescheduled for was also the day of my friend Lisa’s Mardi Gras party. I regretfully told her I wouldn’t be able to attend. “Bring him along,” she said. I didn’t think it would be an ideal first date, so I made no promises. Turns out, I got stood up again. A little disappointed, I decided to head to the party. I must’ve been there for 30 minutes or so when somebody caught my eye. I called over my friend, Lisa, to ask, “Who is that guy?” She replied, “Oh, that’s just Dave.” Lisa and I had met in a divorce support group — I was three or four years divorced at that time — so I asked a few questions about Dave. Was he divorced? No. Well, was he married? No, again.
he’d say the same about me. I’ve even completed a few half-marathons with his encouragement. Now, I don’t run them. I walk because I’m built for comfort, not speed. Nevertheless, I would’ve never even considered I could it, if not for Dave. He’s an incredible man, and I’m a better person because of him. We celebrated our fifth anniversary in December, and thoughts of both our proposal and our wedding flooded back to my mind. Dave used to cycle at Long Run Park all the time, and that’s where he chose to propose. We were sitting right by the lake, and I’ll never forget it. On our wedding day, I walked down the aisle to “When I Say I Do” by Matthew West. Dave thought my dad would be singing it, but I was. After the ceremony and reception, we went to a local bed-and-breakfast. We were so elated that we were jumping on the bed. I don’t think the proprietors would’ve liked that, but we couldn’t have cared less.
I hope this Valentine’s Day you’re able to spend time with a special someone. I know I’ll be spending mine with Dave and feeling like the luckiest woman in the world. ––-Melissa Emery WWW.EMERYLAWOFFICE.COM | 1
At that point, I knew I needed to talk to him. I propositioned another friend, Carey, to introduce us and get the conversation going. I think Carey realized pretty quickly he wasn’t needed. It may have taken me 30 minutes to spot Dave,
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