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How I Met My Husband: When Love Is Meant To Be

When my kids were little, they used to love hearing the story of how my husband and I met. I told them we were in kindergarten and we were having lunch in the sandbox. Instead of pulling my hair to get my attention, he dropped my peanut butter and jelly sandwich into the sand. Our eyes met. It has been true love ever since.

They thought that was hysterical, and despite the fact my hubby and I are four years apart, they never doubted for a minute that it was true until years later. Rather than tell them we were set up on a blind date by my brother, I thought I’d have a little fun, besides it really does feel like we’ve grown up together.

If I trace back the events that finally led to our first meeting, it is amazing to discover than our paths crossed many times before we were ever formally introduced. When we were children, our parents ate at the same restaurant every Saturday night. On Sundays, we both went to the same Hungarian restaurant and waited for what seemed like hours for a table. It’s possible that we even sat next to each other in the small waiting area, while complaining how long it was taking to be seated.

When I was 16, I used to run around the neighborhood track on the weekends with my best friend. So did he. I remember seeing a tall handsome older boy (he was 20), who would smile at me every time we passed each other on the track. We never spoke a word.

Forward fast six years later to our blind date. When he walked in the restaurant it instantly felt familiar. We knew each other’s faces, but now sure how, until the end of our meal it dawned on him, “You’re the girl from the track.” And so it began. Next year we celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary.

How did you meet your true love? Was it love at first sight?

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  • Marci Rich - I’ve heard of these coincidences before, and have to say that they certainly add up to signs that you and your husband were meant to be!ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - It’s amazing how many of us have the same stories.ReplyCancel

  • Barbara - It’s so fascinating how lives can almost intersect, slip past one another, bump into others, slide by, and then, sometimes when we’re lucky at just the right time – connect. Congratulations on 25 years!ReplyCancel

  • Sharon Greenthal - It’s always fascinating to find how lives cross before meetings happen – my husband and I had many of the same friends but it took us a long time to finally meet.ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Looking back it’s interesting how my husband and I keep circling each other. So many of us had the same experience. And then when the time is right, click!ReplyCancel

  • Karen - Isn’t it amazing how you crossed paths so many times before meeting? In fact, you sort of wonder why you never met before you actually did…if that makes any sense. Thanks for sharing your story!
    KarenReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - I know. For years! Glad you enjoyed it.ReplyCancel

  • Melissa Lawler - It was meant to be.ReplyCancel

  • Helene Bludman - I’ve wondered the same thing about my husband and me. It turned out we had mutual friends and frequented the same places. I have no doubt that our paths crossed, perhaps more than once. Loved reading your post!ReplyCancel

  • Mia Johnstone - I love this story. This is just so tender and warm.ReplyCancel

  • Joy Weese Moll (@joy - What fun! Someone else’s story mentions luck — thinking about all the ways you might have met each other sooner and all the ways that you might have never met. So glad you met!ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Thanks! Timing is everything. I don’t think it would have worked had we met when we were younger.ReplyCancel

  • Donna Tetreault - So amazing! I am posting my story this week as well as we celebrate our 12th wedding anniversary. We call it fate!ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Happy 12th Anniversary, Donna!ReplyCancel

  • Amanda Fox - I love a good “love at first sight” story! Sometimes, you just know. ;)ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - I love those stories too!ReplyCancel

  • Haralee - How wonderful that when you met you thought you knew each other and then in a way you did! Now that your kids know the truth, do they question other stories you’ve told them?ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - I think they always knew it wasn’t 100% true, because of the way I told the story. They’d laugh and look and their dad and I for clues of its validity. It was impossible to keep a straight face. Kind of like the way they knew Santa and the Tooth Fairy didn’t really exist but we all played along with it anyway.ReplyCancel

  • Lois Alter Mark - Just proves that timing is everything! I’m glad that it was finally the right time! P.S. Love the sandbox story!ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Thanks, I had fun sharing the story with my kids. They got such a kick out of it.ReplyCancel

  • Bonnie - I absolutely adore stories about fate!
    It is so true that we cross paths so many times with people that we later connect with. Amazing!ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Even when I look at my closest friends I see how the paths crossed over and over until we connected.ReplyCancel

  • Jackie - My husband and I actually worked together. I never knew it. LOL!ReplyCancel

  • BH Mom - My honey and I intersected several times before we actually went out. I like to think we were meant to be, as well, CG! Cute story.ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Thanks, BH Mom. So many of us have had this experience :)ReplyCancel

  • Matt Steiner - Cute, cute, cute, cute. I love serendipitous stories like this one. :)ReplyCancel

  • Walker Thornton - I guess this speaks to the notion of time and place. Love that you made up such a cute story for your kids.ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Thanks Walker! They loved the story :)ReplyCancel

  • Darryle - Sounds like finding each other was “beshert”–yiddish for “meant to be.”ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Yes, I had great mazel to find my beshert :)ReplyCancel

  • Chloe Jeffreys - That is a great story! It seems the world is so big until you hear a story like this, and then you know that the world is really exactly right.ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Thanks, Chloe! I know, right?! It all seems to make sense.ReplyCancel

  • daphne - sounds like a movie…. Thanks for sharing,ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - It seems like a movie to me too. One of the kind I love to see.ReplyCancel

  • Kathy - How amazing that your paths kept crossing until you finally officially met and feel in love. Lovely story!

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.comReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - Thanks Kathy. Yep, the time was finally right.ReplyCancel

  • Susan in the Boonies - What a remarkable story! I can’t believe he remembered you from the track!
    How wonderful, when love feels like coming home.ReplyCancel

    • Carpool Goddess - It took a while for us to figure out why we looked so familiar to each other. And it did seem amazing that he remembered. However, as I’ve learned over the years, my husband has a gift for remembering people.ReplyCancel

  • Christina Simon - I love hearing stories of how couples met. You just never know when you’ll meet the person you’ll marry.ReplyCancel

  • Michelle Chiklis - When I was a little girl in Miami, my father hit a cow on the freeway. My husband was was on vacation from Boston and was stuck in traffic for hours. When they passed by the accident, his father said, ” some guy hit a cow” little did he know that I was in that car and the guy who hit the cow was going to be his father in law 20 years later.ReplyCancel

  • Mary Anne - Another blind date girl! Funny how these things happen! Cute story!ReplyCancel

  • Carole Yu - My late husband and I met in Shanghai one summer when we were 19. (He’s from Vancouver, Canada, I’m from South Bend, IN) He was studying Chinese at his mom’s alma mater, and I was taking a “find your roots” trip with my family while my father lectured in mathematics for the summer at the same university. We dated once, had fun toodling around “The Bund.” Then, five years later, I was living in Boston, and IBM sent me to Los Angeles. George was the only person I knew in LA, I looked him up, and it started. IBM transferred me to LA three months later, we were married a year later, and were married for 17 years 355 days. We got to travel around the world (India, New Zealand, Thailand, Fiji), live in Italy, and Japan, and have two great kids from our marriage.ReplyCancel

  • Anne (@notasupermom) - That is so romantic! My husband went to the same high school as my ex-husband. I don’t like to think about that too much. It’s a little weird!ReplyCancel

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