How I met their father
[I wrote this as a response a couple of weeks ago to somebody else's post but wanted to copy into my feed for posterity...Hope you enjoy reading, and please share your stories too!]
I moved to NYC (from Toronto) when I was 24 and in search of adventure. About a month after I moved, I was walking down the street with a friend of mine and we ran into a friend of hers and another guy, E (my hubby, though I didn't know it yet). We chatted for about 10 minutes and then moved on. Several weeks later, I was at a social event and this really creepy older guy was hitting on me. He was giving me the heebie jeebies and I was looking around to see who could rescue me when I noticed E in the room. I waved to him enthusiastically like we were the best of friends and then excused myself from creepy guy to go talk to him. Of course, E thought I had a major crush on him or something, which I did not (at least not yet), but we did end up talking for a while and then he checked with my friend if I was single and asked me out. We went out 3 or 4 times, but like a bad perm, it just didn't take. We got along fine, but I just wasn't in the frame of mind for a serious relationship having just moved to NY and with all these cute guys to date :-)
Fast forward 2 years, during which time we stayed friends (purely platonic) in the same social circle. On Sept 11th, I was in my office in mid-town when the planes hit the twin towers, and he called me to tell me to get the hell out of there. I was in shock, just sitting at my desk, not knowing what to do, and he shook me out of it. Two weeks later, we went together to a "Canada loves NY" rally (because I'm Canadian) and spent the entire day together. He tells me that was the day he began to think he would marry me one day. It took him a couple of months to get up the courage to ask me out again, though, given that we'd been friends for so long. He finally did in January 2012 - took me out to dinner b/c he had lost a bet we'd made (the loser had to pay for dinner, but I was expecting pizza, not a fancy restaurant) and he was all nervous the whole time. I kept thinking, why is he so nervous and sweaty? Haha. Well, then he gave me this whole speech about why we should give it another try, and told me to think about it. And then the next day he dropped off this hilarious "application for boyfriend status" at my apartment that just had me crying with laughter. So I was scared to accept - because I thought it would ruin our friendship, but then I realized the friendship was ruined now anyway, so I may as well see what comes next.
We got married in Dec 2012 and have 3 kids. And even though he said he'd never move to Canada, that's where we are now :-)