The Universe has a funny sense of humor.

The Universe is just plain weird at times.

Things don’t make sense, and we are left trying to figure it out.

(Like, what came before the Big Bang… but I digress.)

Think about it.

Me, growing up and living mostly in Georgia.

You, living in several places to eventually land your stomping grounds in North Carolina.

We built entirely separate lives.

And somehow…

Out of the eight billion people walking around this planet…

You and I ended up in the same conversation.

I still can’t wrap my head around that.

The timing had to be just right.

The window was really small…. like a grain of rice small.

Not too early.

Not too late.

Had we met ten years sooner…

We probably wouldn’t have recognized what we had.

Had we met ten years later…

We would have missed so much more than what we have.

Instead…

The universe patiently let us become exactly who we needed to be…

Before quietly nudging us toward each other.

One message.

One reply.

One conversation.

And suddenly…

We come together and write a magic love story we never saw coming.

I want to believe everything happens for a reason…

But sometimes I really don’t know.

But I do know this…

If the universe really does have a sense of humor…

It spent a long time hiding the love of my life seven hours away…

Only to introduce us online, through an infamous app.

Honestly…

That’s kind of brilliant.

❤️