Flaunt It Friday: Significant Others

This week’s challenge is meant to give us some insight into perhaps the most significant relationship in your life: a peek at you and your significant other.  No, not that kind of peek! 

As I meet new friends through the blogosphere, I find myself wondering all about who they are and where they come from, what their life has been and how exactly they find themselves where they are today.  Part of that curiosity involves the diverse and many interesting ways that these people have met and paired up with their partners.

If there is any relationship in our lives that defines us better than the relationship we all have with our own conscience and ultimately God, it has got to be the ones we maintain with the persons to whom we have chosen to irrevocably tie ourselves.  Oh yes, motherhood is the ultimate relationship, unlike any other in the world. But how often do we stop to consider the relationship we have with our spouses?  If it weren’t for them, it is likely that motherhood wouldn’t even be in the picture… now would it?  (That’s not entirely true, I know some single moms, but hell, I know that knowing what I know, I’d never try it on my own!)

So put away your cameras this week and join me for a trip down memory lane.  How did you meet your spouse and what should we know about that meeting?  If you don’t have a spouse, tell us about your significant other. If you don’t currently have a significant other, join us anyhow… tell us about how you imagine meeting the person you will love for the rest of your life!

Here’s our story…

Hubby and I met via the internet.  Yes, long before my entrance into the blogosphere there was St. Raphael’s, a Catholic Dating Website.  I joined within several months of leaving the convent, because hell, once I was out I knew I was not going back. I hadn’t been on a date in over eleven years and the internet seemed like a safer way than hitting the bars! I was not back into the fashion scene just yet and my wardrobe needed an entire overhaul. Ha! I also needed a way to meet people outside of my hometown circle since I had worked there as a sister for three years and was not about to date people who knew me as such… creepy!  I met a few people through the dating website, some interested, some not.  And then came Hubby or “C”.  

I still have a copy of Hubby’s profile buried somewhere in my “important” papers.  Funny, I didn’t keep my own, just his. What do you think that’s all about? I’m just crazy like that.  I don’t need that copy to tell me what impressed me most about his profile… I remember it well…  Where the profile asked “how far are you willing to travel?”  my darling wrote, and I quote, “to hell and back for the right woman”.   Great, I thought.  Perfect.  Only now I know that he forgot to mention that he’d be dragging the right woman along for the ride!!!!!! You have got to love those post-marital epiphanies!

To make a long story short … we courted via internet and AT&T for a month or two. We spoke on the phone many times, several hours at a time and at great length about the things that mattered. When we finally decided to meet, he came to me, because, cautious woman that I am (with a hugely paranoid Italian mama) there was no way I was travelling alone to Boston to meet some guy I didn’t know, especially one who looked THAT kooky in the photo that he emailed. I’m sorry that I don’t have a copy of it now.  I do know this, he bought his very first digital camera to take it! 

When I first laid eyes on Hubby in the lobby of his hotel, I remember thinking two things: (a) he looks like some guy out of an Irish Spring commercial (aka: totally not my “type”) and (b)damn, he lied about his age, he’s got to be at least ten years older!   Yada, yada, yada… several hours later this dude, who turned out to be seven months younger than me, proposed! Yes, I’m serious! He actually asked me to marry him that same night and I must have been totally in love at that point (or completely out of my mind after ten years of celibacy) because I said yes. It was months before that marriage proposal materialized into anything more substantial, like the diamond solitaire without the likes of which we were not engaged according to my wise Italian Gramma.  Against everyone’s wishes we were married within a year. Yes, we are both stubborn as hell and yes, we’re just the kind of people who get things done, charismatic and cutting straight to the chase. 

So here we are, against all odds, six years and two babies later.

What’s your story?

And these just because I can never pass up the opportunity to post a picture…

or two.

I almost forgot the linkies!!!!!!