When You Know, You know!

Growing up, whenever I would talk about boys, I always just heard the phrase "when you know, you know." I thought, yeaaaah right, how can you just be so sure of who you're gonna spend the rest of your life with?!

Then I met him....

But let me start off by telling you how my dad knew and how he was able to pass down this majestic wisdom. My mother was friends with my dad's "flaky" sister. One day, my dad asked out my mother, who said yes. They went out and to my understanding had a fine time. Then, my father didn't call her for three months. Yep, three months. He claimed that he wasn't ready to settle down to one girl and was just busy.

Three months later, they went back out and the rest has been history. Married for 30+ years. When I asked my dad, he told me he didn't even propose either. He just talked about it and said "when you know, you know."

All I could think was HORSE SHIT. How can your mind just change like that? Poof, now I want to get married. Then I met Zachary...and my whole world flipped.

We didn't meet under perfect circumstances. When we met stars didn't fly everywhere. But we laughed in the little Starbucks cafe where he "interviewed" me. We didn't even see each other that much after working together for 9 months. We talked on and off but nothing ever too serious.

So it was a shock when in the middle of the summer, I got a text from him and the rest has been history.

We've talked everyday since then, even if it's not much. When you know, you know. There's nothing I can do to explain how I feel, I just know. He's the one. He's it for me.

Did I know that almost a year earlier? No, but then it hit me. He was and is the perfect man for me in every way. He may not be the most romantic or most outgoing, but he's mine and that's all that's important.