I want to share a little story with you.
There's no moral to it. Just something I thought about yesterday while I picked out a card for Gerson at the store. It took me back
It was over 10 years ago, a friend of mine called to tell me it was Gerson's birthday. I did know Gerson. Not really on a personal level. Just as this guy who hung out with all of us from time to time.
My friend asked me to call him to wish him a happy birthday. I refused. I told her he really wasn't a friend and
I have searched and searched for this email! Because never in my life did I ever imagine this guy would be my husband. I wish I knew the exact words I wrote him. Gerson and I agree that it might have been an
Well, I went to bed and had a dream that night that I was marrying Gerson. Super weird, I know! But the truth is till this day I dream the craziest dreams that I really thought nothing of it. I was so into this other guy at the time that I didn't even think about it. I remember the dream because I was wearing a red gown on the beach. Nothing like our real wedding!
Once I went back for fall semester, I started seeing him around campus more. We then became really good friends, thanks to our mutual friend.
That following year I went to the store and bought him a card. That's right. No more e-card. We still have it and I wrote "Happy Birthday! ... I really hope we stay friends for a long time." It's what I felt in my heart. I loved our friendship. Shortly after we grew in love and the rest is history.
I get him a greeting card for every birthday now. And continue to write my thoughts to him.
Life can be so strange. You may be looking at your future husband and not even know.
Happy Thursday everyone and a Happy birthday to the one I love!