I started reading Julie shortly after I began blogging. I couldn’t tell you today how I found her, Hell I couldn’t tell you on the day I found her, how I found her. Blog surfing gets complicated. Anyway, when I found Julie, I stopped surfing and started reading. There was something about her that reached out and grabbed me hard.
Looking at Julie and I, side by side, you may notice all the differences right off the bat.
I am married and I have fourteen children.
Julie is not married and only has one child.
I love in Southern California in the sunshine.
Julie lives in Ohio and spent this last winter buried in snow with frozen pipes.
I sit home all day.
Julie has a real job in the real world.
So what do we have in common?
Well, aside from the fact that we are both women, both mothers, and both bloggers, not a whole hell of a lot, EXCEPT that just a few years ago, I was right where Julie is today. I was 33 years old and starting over. I had my cute little profile on Match.com. I was surfing bachelors instead of blogs, and let me tell you something, Julie is not making this shit up when she says how many wackos there are out there. I wish I would have been blogging back then so I could go back and re-read the nightmares I encountered. Sadly, or thankfully, I have blocked out that time of my life. Starting over sucks.
While finding a man after a divorce is not easy, having thirteen children complicated matters even more for me. When I found a guy that was willing to date me, I had to wonder if he truly was insane or maybe a possible child-molester. You all know there are weirdo’s out there, and if they wanted a girl with a dozen kids, I had to wonder. I spent many weeks dabbling in the online dating stuff, and even met a good guy or two. BUT I didn’t find “the one” online at all.
I found my husband on the side of the road.
Yep, I met Brandon in a car accident in Salt Lake City, Utah on the interstate. We were both involved in a 4-car fender bender and we fell in love while we were filling out police reports. Sometimes good things come out of shitty situations. I look at people on the side of the road in an entirely different light nowadays. I smile at their good fortune!
My advice to all you out there looking for love, check your rear view mirror. “THE ONE” could be right behind you. Hit those brakes girls. It’s worth the whiplash!
PS from Julie: Today it's been 4 years since Sandi & Brandon "crashed into each other's lives". Happy Anniversary!!!!
7 comments:
Stuff like that is what movies are made of! You guys are such a "they lived happily ever after" story. I adore you and your family, Girl. You have such a way of telling stories...never will forget the thong during your moment of spewing at both ends. Nor will I forget that you surprised Brandon at the airport, in a limo. I know that there's the good the bad and the ugly because that happens in any relationship but for you, you make it all seem so very easy!
Happy Anniversary to you both. Can you imagine if you were a signal light late? Maybe you would've stopped for help but then, who knows if the other lady up ahead wouldn't have winked at your hot man and handed him her phone number. Life just happens, doesn't it and it's so sweet when it catches us all by surprise.
I'll stop...this isn't supposed to be a blog post but a comment! hahaha
What an inspiration you are! Your story could be a Nora Ephron movie:)
I've discovered in the last 4 years of being single that my rearview mirror must be cracked and fogged up, because no one's coming into view. Any other suggestions? LOL
What a great love story and proof that you never know when Mr. Right might turn up. I found mine in an airport in Milan, Italy! Great story!!!
What an awesome story. I found my husband...at a NASCAR race in Atlanta. I was there because friends thought I needed to get out of my apartment. I went under protest...and met the love of my life....we fell in love somewhere around lap 25. We were married 6 years in January. I live in Alabama...I am 55. I have only one child....but I know what it is like to try and date after 40. It is not fun....Happy Anniversary to you both!
Online dating is the suck. Plain and simple. Maybe it works for some people, but I think they are the exception, rather than the rule! There are 2 empty apartments in my building, and I keep hoping Mr. Right will move in. :)
Happy Anniversary! What a wonderful story!
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