Sounds simple enough. Girl gets good job. Girl wants to buy house. Girl decides to buy house, somewhat reluctantly at first. So...
I email about 5 realtors regarding 5 different houses I find online that I like. Only one realtor responds. I get a message on my answering machine from a "Chris Martin."
I met Chris at his office at 6 pm. I had no idea he'd change my life for good. (I also had no idea how good he was at his job. I found my house 10 days later).
We meet (I thank God he's about my age... I didn't want an old, cranky realtor) we exchange information (both personal and professional) we shake hands. I go home wondering what I've gotten myself into. I soon find out that I've made the best decision of my life.
Five days later we meet again to see 2 homes. I like neither. But I like Chris. So, Chris and I part ways for the evening, but shortly thereafter (like 20 minutes) he calls me and asks me out. Apparently, Chris likes me, too. (Hehe). It's been happy history since.
Now for the mush.
I've since settled in my new home in lovely Burlington City, NJ. Chris has made me the happiest woman on the face of the planet. He's the most amazing person I've ever met, and my inspiration. I know that our meeting was a totally chance encounter, but definitely meant to happen. Afterall, if you think of all the other realtors I could've ended up with...
Chris fills my life with love, joy, hope and fun, to name a mere few. After the cruddy things we'd both been through before we met, our relationship makes us aware that we are a blessing to each other, and we are quite aware of the bright future that awaits us. All of this is simply reinforced every day that we share our lives together.
See? Miracles do happen. Click here for a picture of us.
Home. Poetry. Give Chris some business...