A Love Story(Fiction)

For years I tried all types of singles lines, on the phone and the Internet; even a few blind dates. There were a few times that I felt a connection, but the other person didn't feel the same way or vice versa. During this time I relied on my friends quite a bit, but they weren't always around because every single one of them were in happy, healthy, relationships.

One day while I was doing some spring cleaning I ran across a box that had a bunch of junk in it. At first it was going to go straight into the trash, but a little voice advised me to go through the box. While going through the box I ran across an old address book that I had during my college years. Flipping through the pages really took me back to some good times and some bad, complete happiness and excruciating heartbreaks. Then I made it to the letter S section and ran across my best friend Robin Stephens number and address. We were the best of friends, totally attached at the hip. There is no way you would see one of us without the other. Hmmm I wonder if this is still a good number?

Immediately I went to the living room and dialed the number, and Robin's mother answered the phone. My memories of her were fond ones; always speaking to me as a mother and treated me like one of her own. We sat there and talked on the phone for an hour or so, then I heard a familiar voice; it was Robin!

Robin picked up the phone and sounded so excited to hear from me, and suggested that we go out for dinner to play catch up. Saturday finally came and we met at a wonderful little Mexican restaurant. My best friend hadn't changed one bit, still telling those crazy jokes and had that same infectious laugh. We both had a very good time at dinner and Robin promised to call the next day - and did.

"Pat, I sat up all night thinking of the things that you said at dinner last night."
"My goodness, what could I have possibly said that makes you sound so serious"
"I'm not joking Pat, I miss our friendship and I miss you."
"What are trying to tell me Robin?"
"Let me give you all those things you're wanting in a mate, let me love you."
"We haven't spoken in years, the things coming out your mouth just don't make sense."
"I see you are still the same old Pat; take a chance."

Never once have I thought about how life would be had I not taken the chance on this love. All that searching, all the frustration, all the pain I endured. It really helped me, because it makes me appreciate Robin that much more. To have one person to share my life with, my dreams, my happiness. The one who is my heart; who holds my heart. People pray constantly for a love such as ours and we are blessed to have one another. I went around living my life not truly feeling whole, but now I have my missing piece and life is as it should be.

We have had our rough patches that's for sure, but the bond we have mended those patches and turned them into a beautiful tapestry that is our love.

Sitting here telling you this story eighteen years later still feels like it happened only yesterday. I'll always remember the exact moment that I "truly" fell in love, for the first and the last time. Hard to imagine that cleaning out a box found me love.