I don’t have a specific thanksgiving story to tell. Most thanksgivings usually go the same in my family….We spend time together and eat.
Instead I’m going to tell a story about something that happened that I am thankful for…..meeting Phil. This story isn’t that exciting. Most people seem to think we have this fantastic love story (in my opinion we do because after all these years we still love each other) but how we met wasn’t all the exciting. I met Phil my first year of college. We met running cross country. It’s really that simple but not really. We didn’t start dating instantly. I don’t think it was love at first sight although the first time I saw him I was intrigued. I don’t know if it was because he was an interesting character (he had long hair down to his shoulders, had just gotten back from Oregon & looked like a hippie) or if it was because he was my soul mate and on some level maybe I knew it. As the school year progressed we became friends and eventually sometime in the spring we started dating. It wasn’t actually that simple though. No relationship is actually that simple. We had both acknowledged we liked each other, but just as in any other typical love story, we decided it was too complicated so we kept our dating and liking each other a secret for a few months. It’s not a secret anymore though!!! I’m thankful everyday for meeting Phil and for everyday I get to spend with him adding pages to our boring love story.