2011 September

My happy ever after

09 09 2011
“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.  Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere.  They’re in each other all along.”
– Rumi –

The writing was already on the wall but Sleepless in Seattle sealed my fate as a die-hard romantic. I remember it vividly, curled up on the sofa with my friend Sally and way too many chocolate treats for two people and a 90-minute film, as the magic between ‘Sam’ and ‘Maggie’ unfolded before my eyes.  By the time Jimmy Durante was crooning out Make Someone Happy I was a gonner – I was a 16-year old madly in love with love! 

And I couldn’t get enough of L-O-V-E love – films, books, music, even poetry (oh yes, I was a lot of fun), I needed to get my romantic fix.  I didn’t realise it but my own quest for ‘magic’ had begun.

Over the (wince) 17 years that have passed since, I have thought of myself as somewhat of an expert on all things romance.  Oh yes, there was a strict formula to this magic: thunderbolts, eyes meeting across a crowded room, love at first sight and a happy ever after, anything less was just not good enough.  As you can imagine these high ideals have posed quite a challenge for my former beaus and, frankly, meant I often had a nagging feeling of disappointment that it just wasn’t happening for me.  

So, with a mere 7 days to go until I say ‘i do’ how did my fairytale pan out?  Fireworks and violins?  Empire State Building on Valentine’s Day?  Actually, it wasn’t what I imagined – far from it.  It turns out my ‘happy ever after’ was right under my nose …. and far better than I could have imagined.  ‘Our story’, one of an on-off courtship during which my loved ones could see what I was oblivious too, has become almost folklore-ish as the irony of the story gets re-played for laughs (oh yeah, I can’t wait for that in the speeches!).  A blunt word from a friend and a nudge of the elbow from my sister had me open my eyes to the amazing man in front of me. It isn’t silverscreen-perfection but it’s real and certain and a match… and I’m extremely lucky.  He is not the ‘happy ever after’ I imagined, he is my happy beginning.  And I can’t wait for it to start. 

 

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