<3 Love At First Sight. <3
Is it an occurrence that happens only in the movies? Does it happen only in story books and in fairy tales? Could it be that one is capable of falling in love, the very moment that he or she lays eyes on another?
I am currently 36 years old; and all of my life, I had never agreed nor disagreed with the concept of love at first sight. It didn’t apply to me. To be honest, I always had at least two million other things to worry about. And so I never bothered to form an opinion as to the “miracle” of it all.
Until the day that I fell in love with a man before he had finished walking across the room to introduce himself to me. This introduction happened, let me tell you, at the most inopportune time of my life. I had been married for eleven years, and had never seemed to call upon the idea that I was looking for anything to complete me. My life was complete. It was boring; I will admit. But like I said, I had been married for eleven years. My ex-husband and I were raising three children. Our finances were tight. Debt seemed to be mounting, despite our constant efforts. Our love life was approaching extinction. But we still managed to laugh together. We still managed to cook an elaborate Sunday Night Dinner for our little family. We still sat around the dinner table and shared our daily highs and lows. I respected my husband, and I felt (to a small degree) that the feeling was mutual. All-in-all, I felt continent. Sometimes life gets a little boring. And hey, this too shall pass, right?
And then one day, I met him. No. Let me rephrase that. And then one day, I saw him. I simply...saw him. And in that moment, everything changed.
Yes, the room fell silent.
He began to move towards me in slow motion (however in the hell that the brain is able to do that).
I wasn’t able to completely understand the words that were coming from his mouth because his voice sounded like it was coming from under water.
As he reached his hand out to shake mine, and went on to say his name, all I could hear within my own head was, “oh, wow.…. there you are.”
And yes, I went home that day feeling like the worst person on the face of the Earth, because (whether I would ever dare to tell another living soul), I had just started to fall in love.
If this sounds like a case of pure infatuation, let me assure you that I understand where you are coming from. This story sounds very much like a case of 'lust at first sight.' But that two minute window of time has happened a while ago now, and my feelings have remained.
Two years later, here I am. And I continue to be hopelessly and unconditionally in love with this man. Over time, I have come to know him, personally. Things are different now. "Lust at first sight" can no longer be argued.
Let's get this part out of the way; he is tall, broad, strong, and handsome. His eyes are enormous, and they are of a calming shade of blue. His voice is deep, his smile welcoming, and his eye contact is constant.
That is all that I knew of him, for a good while. Now I know that he is also generous, caring, giving, and gentle...although he'd sooner die than to let strangers know that about him. He is a wonderful father to his only son.
He's a socialite.
He is educated, charismatic and quick-witted...and he often owns the room.
This man knows no strangers.
His humor could be argued inappropriate nearly 100% of the time.
His teeth are shaped exactly like his father's.
He is determined, and driven, and family oriented. He speaks highly of his mother.
He openly respects those who are rebuilding their lives after an unforeseen turn of events, those trying to "pick up the pieces," and especially those trying to do it all, alone.
...... He is this way because he has been in the position to rebuild his life and to pick up the pieces...and I can't help but wonder if (in the heart of his heart) he still feels alone.
He looks tired, nearly all of the time.
He walks and drives slow.
He will personally reach out to someone who has lost a loved one, and will express his sympathy to them, face-to-face.
He runs late.
He's loud.
He drinks a lot (as do I).
He embarrasses me.
My pet name for him is Bug. Because he is literally that annoying.
But he is also extremely charming.
He is protective of the things that he values and of the people that he cares for, and he's not afraid to verbalize that.
He opens every door, every time.
Everybody loves him and he makes everybody happy. It's not just me. Everybody loves him.
He is amazing.
The details of what happened next are not nearly exciting, as I will remind you that on the day of this encounter, I was a married woman. I had never once cheated on my husband, and I wasn’t about to cheat on him now. And as a married woman, I had never acted on my feelings towards this man; nor had I admitted to him the way that I had been feeling inside. Even after my divorce (which I assure you, was completely unrelated), I tried for some time to shut my feelings out, to forget about him, and to minimize what happened to me on that day. Yet every single grain of affection, infatuation, and fever that I had ever felt for this man on that day...only multiplied with time.
And today, all that I can say is that I love him.
I love him. I love him. I love him.
And I knew it, the very moment that I first saw him. Now I have an opinion on the condition; love at first sight. It is real. It does exist. At least it did for me.
And now, I am an outright believer.