With Valentines day fast approaching I got to reminiscing with a friend about how my husband and I first met so it got me to thinking that this Valentines Day it might be fun to share my “How I Met My Sweet Heart” story and maybe hear from some of you how you first met your Valentine.
My story starts almost fifty years ago back in grade school. I met a new friend at school who lived only a block away from me. Unlike my quiet house with only one older sibling; her house was full of children and grandparents, I enjoyed playing over there. In addition, she had brothers and this was something I knew nothing about and one of these brothers had a fort, another thing I knew nothing about.
On one of those visits, I was skipping with my new friend in her back yard. I watched as her older brother, aged about ten, came out of the house and headed into this enclosure beside the house, closing the door behind him. I recall looking at the fort. It was like a little shelter or shed with a roof made out of half a ping pong table and a small wooden make shift door. “What’s in there?” I asked my friend, now more than a bit curious. “It’s my brothers fort” she replied. The word fort sounded to me at that moment to be the most adventurous thing I’d ever heard of in the entire neighborhood and I really wanted to see what was in there!
I walked over and knocked on the door ( a big deal for me because I was shy which stands as testament to my level of curiosity) and this boy not taller then myself, though a few years older, opens the door and scowled at me before yelling “I hates girls!” and to add insult to injury, slammed the door in my face. In mere seconds tears were streaming down my cheeks from confusion and embarrassment. I remember his mom comforting me and telling me when he was older, he would change his mind. I likely didn’t care, my feeling were hurt and I missed my big opportunity to see inside of a fort!
Their family moved away shortly after that and we never knew where. Six years later my family moved to a farm up north and surprise, surprise – I get on the school bus and guess who lives on the farm behind me? You guessed correct, my old friend and that rude older brother! What an odd coincidence that both our families end up in a small farming community 350 kilometers from the city where we first met years before – what are the odds?
When she introduced me to her brother, he had no memory of me but his mother was right – his opinion of girls had certainly changed!
How did you meet your Valentine?