Rachel S

When I met Tommy, I had just gotten out of a BAD, live-in relationship (I know--sounds cliche’,right?!?) Well, I was 26 years old, moving back in with my parents, and to say the least...not in a great place in life. I started a new job and became close with a girl that also started the job at the same time. She kept mentioning that her uncle had a roomate that would be PERFECT for me...that He and I were soulmates...that we were destined to meet and spend eternity together. This went on day after day. EVERY day. Eventually, at least once an hour. I was in no place to be "hooked-up", I had entirely too much luggage myself to take on someone else’s. I had, at that point, decided that I was going to focus on me--career, independence, self-dependency...etc. Eventually (after a month of the constant pleas, bribes, threats...) I agreed to meet this "perfect" soul mate of mine. My friend gave me his phone number and told me that HE wanted me to call him. This was on a Friday at the end of the work day. I went home and picked up the phone about a million times...and hung it back up about a million times. This went on all the next day as well. I just wasn’t quite sold on the thought of having to play the "dating game" quite yet...you know--the being nice, coy, smiling until your jaw is permanently locked, having to shave the legs (lol). I had totally put it out of my mind (finally) by Sunday. Until that evening. The phone rang around 5pm and I IMMEDIATELY had chills up my spine--literally! I hesitantly answered the phone as the caller asked for me by name. IT WAS HIM. After we had exchanged niceties, he explained that my co-worker had given him my number because I wanted him to call me!!! THAT HEFFER!! We had a good laugh and agreed that we would INDEED meet...if nothing else, we would gain a new friend. I was expecting the meeting to be put off until the next weekend, possibly giving me time to cook up a good excuse to get out of it. NO SUCH LUCK. Before I knew what had transpired, I had agreed to meet him THAT NIGHT!! I called my cousin and her boyfriend and talked them into accompanying me. That was NINE years, two kids, 2 States, and a million kisses ago. We haven’t been apart more than a week since then and will FINALLY be MaRrIeD this year!!