Nowadays online dating is the most popular way to find love.
eHarmony, Match.com, PlentyOfFish, the three biggest sites where people chasing love. Luckily I know them only because some of my friends used these sites with more or less luck. I didn’t have to find love. Love was finding me 11 years ago and now sitting next to me and working hard on his blog. I think love is coming to get us in the right time, in the right place all what we have to do just live our life. I feel very lucky and ask so many times why life is rewarding me with him? I must have been a very good person in my previous life to deserve him, or am I a punishment for him? Well if I thinking about his latest presentation about how the hot air effects his favourite T-shirts in the dryer or how he is praying to me to shut up and sleep after lights out then I guess it must be the second one.
Lets look back to 2004 when Fortuna goddess was blessing us.
Everything is started with a sickness. My high school best friend had a terrible flu so she had to cancel her date with a guy who used to be a dj. That time we had mobiles though but we had no money on it because our moms top up our cards only once in a month what is lasted for maximum two days 😀 My bestie asked me to pop in to the pub and deliver a message to him… Puff….I hate pubs, hate the smell of beer, hate sticky bars, drunk smoking people ( that time people legally smoked everywhere they liked ). But what you can do if your best friend is asking a favour? Take a big breath, run in to the pub straight to the dj, rattle off the message and leave before your brain doesn’t get enough oxygen and pass out in the most hated place ever.
And I done it, took me about 40 seconds. And in then 40 seconds miracle happened….
The very next day my phone was ringing… unknown caller…usually I do not pick up unknown callers but that moment had a feeling I have to. A man with a respectful tone introduced himself then explained to me that he saw me last night and wanted to talked to me but I disappeared and invited me back for the following night. Lots of things ran through my mind for example I shouldn’t go there.
Blind date? No way! I know nothing about him. Who is he? How he looks like? How he got my number? All I know he is going to be there tonight again.
He sounded differently compared to others so I said yes for the first time but not last 😉
Just like 99% of women do, I was late.. When I got there the pub was full of people from first time drinker teenagers to the almost died regulars. I thought finding him will be challenging but it was not. If you ever experienced a moment when everything is around you stops and happens in slow motion, things around you blurred and your eyes just focusing on one single thing then you know how I felt when I first saw him. I cant explain how but I instantly knew that he is my unknown caller.I felt it somehow. He approached me with a smile without mentioning my tiny 3 hours delay . What a man ♥ That night he promised me my life is never gonna be the same from that moment. He swore my life will be filled with adventures and excitement and he never broke that promise ever since. I writing this post in San Francisco 6163 miles from my small rickety farmhouse where I grew up. I think he done a good job.
Few more interesting things about our story which make it more special to us :
- Istvan planned to go to that pub only once, just to help a friend on the opening night. ( He hates these places for the same reasons I mentioned earlier)
- The pub called Fortune( latin:Fortūna was the goddess of fortune, celebration of Fortune 11th of June)
- When Istvan saw me for the first time was 11th of June the day when 👆.
This is my favourite love story! What is yours?