After up and down relationships, I was pretty certain that I was destined to be a lonely, cat lady; I was coming to terms with this. However, my friends and family kept reminding me that the moment I stop looking would be the moment I would find “him.” After hearing that so many times and not getting those results I began to lose hope.

I went into Camron and Emily’s wedding with the intention of celebrating their love and having fun with the guests. I did not intend to find the man I was going to marry. Drew first caught my eye when he was walking around with the microphone telling jokes. Although, was it just me or was he walking around our table a lot?

The music started and my girls and I took to the dance floor. Then the worst thing to happen for a single person at a wedding happened: a slow song. My girls and I exited the dance floor and made our way to the table. We didn’t get far before we were asked to dance. As I stood there, Drew waved me over to him to ask me to dance. I can’t tell you what song was playing or who else was dancing, but I can tell you that at that moment we were the only two there. It was magic, romantic, and incredibly wonderful. He made my heart flutter and I didn’t want that song to end.

We all danced and the guys even learned the moves to “Brick House”. I continued to dance, laugh, and talk with Drew throughout the whole night. When it was time for me to leave I gave Drew a hug and told him that I had a great time. He was more vocal and told me that I should stay. Talk about a bold move, eh? I was bit taken back that he was feeling the same interest as I was. What was a girl to do? I stayed longer and when it was really time for all of us to leave, we did.

That night at my friend’s house we couldn’t help but giggle and Facebook stalk him. Wouldn’t you do the same? (Turns out, Drew did the same thing! He Facebook stalked me and sent me a friend request that night!).

Here we are, four years later and I am about to marry the man of my dreams. The one I wasn’t looking for, but found. The one who supports me, encourages me, and tells me he loves me everyday.  I am so happy that fate brought us together, and I am beyond ready to be husband and wife! 

The Question: When will I find that special person?  The answer of course came from more than one highly reputable source. For one, my parents were indeed saying, “When you stop looking.”  I never understood this phenomenon that if you were to not look, you would actually find what you are looking for. They say that it will find you instead.  Well enough psychological mumbo jumbo, you guys are here to learn my side of the story.

Following a Mission Impossible type of explosion in my “love life”, one able to be registered from space, I found myself dazed and confused about when everything would line up for me. I was blessed with great friends and great family, just not the one missing “puzzle piece” for me.  In July 2010, I was lucky enough to get to support one of my best friends Cam Pope in his wedding to marry his perfect person. I made a goal that day to go into his wedding care free, to have fun, and to not worry about my silly woes. (After all, stop looking right?)

It was first during the ceremony where I saw Kathy. Sitting in the crowd with a group of other ladies. She caught my attention as she watched the events unfold. I still can’t tell you what it was, but I knew that it was special. As the reception began, I got to bounce around and have fun, making jokes, passing the microphone around to all the guests who wanted to give a toast. I couldn’t help but watch this one table where Kathy was sitting and try to keep circling around it (creepy I know).  The reception continued and eventually led to the dance floor where I took both my two left feet out to have fun. “Brick House” was just one of the songs that made everyone laugh with silly hand gestures, but really easy “guy” moves. It wasn’t until a slow song came on however that I made my move. Quickly like a hawk (which I now know Kathy hates) I swooped in to get a dance. I apparently may have been so nervous yet excited that I might have actually not given her a choice. Oh well.  It was in that dance that I swear a connection was born.

I could probably go on an on about how we danced and laughed but no need to take the time. From the night of that wedding, I knew I wanted to see more of Kathy. What started at a wedding, led to a jet ski, many dates, dinners, movies, and eventually lead on to a dog and a cat and will now bring us to yet another wedding. This time our own. I am a lucky guy. I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend. She is someone who has supported me through the best and the worst and all the changes life threw our way, and who will continue to support me far into the future. I know that together, we can handle any challenge that comes at us.  It is why with this, I can go into the wedding without being nervous. I know I am making the right decision; if anything, I can be excited.

Kids, the moral of the story is: when you stop looking for love, it will find you. Seems crazy, but it’s just crazy enough to work.