“There are no accidental meetings between souls.” ~Sheila Burke
When I was 18, I worked in a women’s clothing shop in my home town. I worked a grand total of 4 hours every Sunday — but at least it paid for my wild nights out each weekend.
I met my first boyfriend on a girls holiday to Magaluf. Classy I know. But it actually turned out he attended the same college as me. Funny how that happens. Anyway, it was a very short-lived romance of around 2 months. I was heading away to University whilst he was staying local so the logical thing to do was to break up.
At the time I was totally heartbroken but I remembered a conversation I’d had with my work colleague. She and her husband had met at University and were together for a few years until they graduated before going their separate ways. Years later, they found each other again, and the rest as they say, is history.
Whilst at University, I ended up in a long-term relationship with my second boyfriend. We lived and worked in London for a couple of years until it came to an end (this is my polite way of saying I dumped his ass) whilst we were working abroad in Greece. I figured out who I was and this person was no longer aligning with my needs. As you can imagine, I was not looking for another relationship at this time. I was letting my hair down and dancing on tables in Greek night clubs.
Think you know where this story is going yet?
A Facebook Message
On near enough the same day I ended my relationship, a little message popped into my Facebook inbox. I had to double-take at who it was because it was so random. The message read, “How’s Greek land?” and it was from someone I had very casually dated before my first boyfriend, when I was 17.
I casually replied to say that it wasn’t the best right now as I had broken up with my boyfriend and had nowhere to live. Despite my current situation, I was in fairly high spirits which obviously came across in my messages and so we kept in touch. That or he was really desperate.
During my last couple of months in Greece, I toyed with all of the options I had in front of me of what to do next — which if you know me, will usually include something ridiculous like going on a course to be a sea lion trainer. This time, that wasn’t meant to be and my only option was to go back to my home town and start again.
Great news for said ex type man who was messaging me, who lo and behold was also living in our home town. When I landed at the airport in October wearing my summer clothes and flip flops, I was met with a big bouquet of flowers and 2 pairs of fluffy socks. And now for me, the rest is history.
Moral of the story
I always joke to my friends who are struggling in the dating world to rewind back to people they’ve dated in the past (who weren’t a complete tool) and give them a second run. It might be a complete disaster but what if they’ve been ‘the one’ all along and you just didn’t know it?
So if fate ever steps in with something surprising:
Open your mind
Give it a chance
And go with what feels right
You never know what could be waiting for you when you finally let go of what’s holding you back and begin to truly value yourself. Timing plays a huge part in our lives and when you learn to love yourself first, life will take care of the rest. And you never know, what you’ve been looking for could have been right in front of you all along.
“If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life.”~ Cher