There are nights that I look back on in my life that I remember like they were yesterday. They appear timeless, and you will never age from that moment. It will always be a part of you because the connection is just one of those ties that bind.
Then there are those nights such as these that it seemed like it was magical.
"It wasn't supposed to happen like this" is how the story usually goes. Then, there is a mysterious unravelling of how the event actually occurred, and how the obstacles that were in the way seemingly parted and allowed the universe to make miracles happen.
Well, today is the day 13 years ago that this happened. It was the night I met my wife, and it happened exactly like this...
It was a night just as I have explained above how things were not supposed to have happened. I was away on a road trip that had been extended, and I was tired coming home to Toronto. I had been away for a couple weeks and my blood-alcohol level was hovering somewhere around 99, so the last thing I wanted to do was go out on the town and meet up with my friend Pavanne, and her California girlfriends.
Yet, as the universe works, things came together, and I met my future wife that night. 28 days later we were engaged, and then just over 6 months later we were married. We're not together anymore, but if I look back on this night and ask myself "Chuck, would you do that over again?" The answer would be, "In a heartbeat"
Sometimes things in life don't always go the way we want them to go. However, the moments and the learning experience that we get from them are the points in our lives that we can celebrate. I became a man by meeting my wife. She taught me areas of my life that I never knew existed inside of me, and she gave me inspiration to create things that I never dreamed possible. For that, I will be forever grateful.
And like everything in life, it has it's time and place. That time and place has moved on in my life, yet I have never forgotten the lessons I've learned.
And that has made all the difference.