
Just before Valentine’s Day in 2009, a magazine ad for a story-writing Contest caught my eye. It was to be a 300-word story about “How did you fall in love.” I wrote our personal story, asked my editor (my wife) to check it over, and then sent it in. I entitled it “The Supper.”
To our surprise and delight, the story won the prize for the “most serendipitous love story” and was published in the March/April 2009 issue of Synergy. We celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary in 2010.
Please have a chuckle with me..
The Supper
Eileen stopped with “Neill, I have some good news.” “What?” I said, and she bubbled over with, “I have accepted a position with the federal government in Ottawa. The kids and I were there last week and rented a place. Someone is handling my last week of classes and the exams. We are moving in two weeks.”
I am always thrilled to hear people’s stories of achievement and renewal. Eileen was obviously proud and excited at the prospect of taking on the challenge of a new career and a major family move.
I suggested we have a meal to celebrate her good fortune. We agreed on Friday supper at a local restaurant.
Now I am big on intuition and intuitive knowing, and I counsel others to trust their instincts. However, this time, I was blindsided.
We had dinner. Before the evening was over, I knew I was in a new long-term relationship.
It made no sense whatever. I was a tenured university professor in Guelph. She was moving 500 km away the next week. I was not that far past the ending of my second marriage, so another relationship was the last thing I wanted or needed. However, I just knew. I knew we were in a long-term relationship, “starting right now.”
Within sixteen months, I had resigned my job, moved to Ottawa, bought a house and married Eileen. Our love continues to grow.
That supper in late March was in 1979, more than three decades ago.
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