It's funny. Our relationship feels like it deserves so grand fairytale story. "We saw each other across the smoke filled room and our eyes locked..." or "We were in Starbucks and he picked up the change I had dropped and when his hand lightly brushed mine..."
But that isn't our story. Our story is of the times. Our story is about two shy people who didn't know how to meet people in the real world.
We met each other online. It's cheesy and uncomfortable. We've gotten use to telling people that when they ask how we met. But we don't ever offer up that information on our own. When we do tell people how we met they never know how to react. They are shocked and disappointed. They don't want to know "that couple" any more than we want to be "that couple". Everyone then realizes that their faces reflect their thoughts and they are quick to express how open minded and accepting they are of it.
No matter what I'm thankful we have a story. It is a fairytale love. We laugh constantly. I'm completely myself around him. I don't edit any of my thoughts (which is scary) I don't fight any urges to sing or dance around spastically to the music that is only in my head. I play make believe and slip in and out of reality. And he simpley joins in with me. I'm a very social person but I have the most fun when it is only Chris and me.
It didn't take long for us both to realize that we had found our lobsters. Even now we have only been together for a little over 7 months and we've been engaged for 3 of those. It has moved fast and I didn't think that I would ever be part of such a fast paced relationship but it feels right.
We are both a bit older and I hope that translates into a bit wiser. He is 30 and I am 27. But our engagment will be a long one so maybe that balances out.
I know that he is the one for me. We are annoyingly happy. Happier than we ever thought was possible.