The 11th and beyond ...

The BFL pointed out Friday the 11th would be 18 months of us being together.  It's amazing how time has flown ... it seems short and long at the same time.  18 months doesn't seem too long.  1.5 years to be exact.  Yet, in that 1.5 years we have achieved so much in building our lives together.  Quote BFL 'it's as if I've known you my entire life ...'

That in itself is amazing.  What are the chances of that 'knowing' happening in this life.  Particularly when this life is fraught with all sorts of complications.  Reality, I must add too can be quite harsh.  It has the power to thrash any rose tinted view of anything.  But he, being the older and wiser of the two 'knew' much earlier on of things to come.  Recalling the stuff he's said to me - for example when he first showed me around the area he said quite matter of factly 'one day, you'll get to know this area very well ...'

We had just started going out and while I 'knew' what I wanted in a relationship, it was too early for me to know whether he was the right one.  All I 'knew' then was that my internal alarms hadn't gone off inspite of our apparent differences. And the fact I was really quite comfortable being with him in spite of not knowing where my life was headed next (to go or to stay...?) was a positive sign.  Strangely, with this man who comes from a world and culture totally different from mine, all my fears and anxieties were silenced.  For a while I did wonder whether my instincts had turned against me.  Why was it so quietly comfortable?  It was a question that only time could reveal.

One would have thought that that would take years to uncover but somehow in that short span of time we learnt more of each other than one possibly could in years.  With all the uncanny 'coincidences' and shared experiences in our lives (particularly when he and I both come from two different parts of the world) I can only conclude as BFL once said 'it is as if we've known each other our entire lives ... '

And meeting was a matter of timing ... all preordained somehow.  No matter the impossibilities we were meant to be.  I am admittedly, not a believer in such absurd romantics.  But since its happened to us I've since and will always find it amazing.  Who would have thought?  To have achieved this much when the  probabilities of us even meeting are closer to nothing than something!