My husband and I met when I was in my second year of university. This university wasn't my first choice, and because my application to my first choice was late, I either had to take a gap year and start the following year, or go with my second choice, which had accepted my late application. I was so miserable in my first year that I continued applying to various universities closer to home, but by the time the new year came, it all became complicated with transfer of credits, etc. So I decided to just stick it out.
Best choice ever because a few weeks into the year, I met my Hubs. It certainly wasn't love at first sight (my husband is such a hottie, but I guess I wasn't looking), but he was so charming and was such a gentleman (something I seriously wasn't used to), and our friendship quickly blossomed into a relationship.
But what if I'd persevered and started that year at a different university, what if I had taken a gap year and had never set foot in this town. Would we have found our way to each other regardless, or would I be living a completely different life?
|Mommy and me|
|Mom and him|
Well, I'm seriously glad that our life's choices brought us together, because now I can't imagine my life without my love.