Mike’s Account of Our Love Story
The Friday night (April Fool’s Day, no less) I met Tim I almost didn’t go out.
I was exhausted, but pretty excited to see my other budz at a party
that had been organized for them;
friends of mine who had moved to Australia and were back for a quick visit.
I hauled myself out of a nap and pulled it together and made it to the party.
I was having a wonderful time and then noticed a dude
staring at me from across the room.
There was an immediate connection and I felt butterflies.
Truly the second time in my life that I have felt them.
He approached and proceeded to say
“Hi, I’m Tim…I like your arms.â€
We spent the rest of the party together,
eventually leaving to head to a bar.
We lost each other at the bar,
but Tim found me on Facebook early in the morning and pursued.
He more or less demanded that we have brunch that morning.
I caved and, in a very hungover state, joined Tim for brunch.
Upon walking into the restaurant, Tim was already seated and
beamed the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen over my way.
My immediate thought? “Oh man, I’m in trouble.â€
Needless to say brunch was wonderful.
We ate and then went for a walk, during which we were fairly affectionate,
with Tim saying that “we fit like legos.â€
The important part of this story is to understand that
I was three weeks out from moving back to Australia after 15 years in Canada…
but in one short night and a brunch, my heart had been sparked.
Unfortunately, as timing would have it,
I had already been in the process of shutting my Canadian life down for 9 months;
job resigned, assets sold, plane tickets booked.
My journey back to Australia was to be bridged with a three-month trip
through Europe, the Middle East and Asia.
The three weeks we spent together were spectacular.
We bonded very, very quickly and could see the potential…
but time wasn’t on our side, it would seem.
I left Canada feeling that I just met someone so special that
I felt intensely conflicted about leaving.
The thought of not having Tim around, just didn’t seem right.
He already felt like a part of me.
As though without him around I was somehow weaker or incomplete.
I told him I intended to re-route my flights to come back to Canada for a time
after a bit of traveling, but I didn’t change the flights immediately.
We had some tough times while I was away.
Our involvement was in somewhat of a limbo.
It took until about week five of my trip to make the flight changes.
I was curious as to whether with distance I would still feel as though
I would be missing out by not exploring this further.
I can remember a call with my Mother around this time,
just before re-routing my flight, when I told her about Tim
and that I felt I needed to go back. She said
“if you feel in your heart that you need to explore this,
then you need to explore this.â€
God bless her.
A few weeks later Tim was to pick me at Toronto airport
upon what was still considered my temporary return to Canada.
I remember getting off the plane and thinking
“what the hell am I doing?! This is someone I’ve spent three weeks with!â€
But upon seeing him, butterflies…and I was bawling inside.
I was so insanely happy to see this guy and to be near him again.
We spent five wonderful weeks together before we had the
“what are we doing here?†conversation.
We decided to give it a shot.
This meant getting my life back on track in Canada:
getting a job, finding a place to live (since moving in together felt too soon), etc…
Literally everything fell into place within two weeks
of having made the decision to stay.
A message from the universe that the decision was the right one…
maybe?
Fast forward one year,
and I got on bended knee when we were on vacation in The Azores
to ask Tim to marry me.
The idea was to record this happening at a lookout during sunrise,
one year after I had returned from my trip…
but the day was overcast, so
it happened one year and one day after I had returned.
We had gotten up very early and driven to the east side of the island.
Tim just wanted to watch the sunrise,
but I was seeking out the perfect spot.
Needless to say there was some frustration on Tim’s part
that no lookout was seeming like the right one…
but, just in time, we located the perfect lookout for the deed!
When I asked Tim, he was shocked but said yes immediately.
He proceeded to get down on his knee too.
He kissed me and held me tight for a long time.
It just felt right…and it still does.
We have built a wonderful relationship.
I couldn’t ask for a better person to spend my life with.
He is simply the most special person I’ve ever met.
He is a socially adept like no one I know, loved by anyone who meets him,
hilarious, perfectly quirky and is protective and supportive of me
like no one has ever been.
When I hold Tim’s hand or have him close,
I feel a sense of calm and that we can get through anything together,
that we are stronger together than we are apart.
I wake up every single day and look at this guy
feeling thankful that he’s in my life –
I kid you not.
It’s a privilege to call this guy my partner,
and an even greater one in knowing that
I will now get to call him my husband.
MEETING Mike
I met Mike at a house party among friends,
some of whom are here with us today.
I am embarrassed to say, but it was initially Mike’s large biceps
that caught my eye, in addition to his good looks.
I quickly realized that it was the size of his heart that would keep my attention.
Mike is one of the kindest and most empathetic people I know.
Quite literally,
he has taught me how to love and allow myself to be loved in return.
But first we made out in the coat room for quite a while…
And I had promised myself that I would never go back into the closet!
I digress.
Our first moments together were foreshadowing of what was to come.
Minutes and hours were interchangeable measurements;
we don’t actually know how much time was spent in that coat room!
Time tends to have that quality when one can step out of the left mind
and into the right. And I’ll admit it,
that’s no small feat for a Virgo!
BEING WITH Mike
The “right mindâ€, you say? Our left mind is our serial processor.
It propels us forward in life.
It allows us to meet deadlines,
get jobs and go grocery shopping.
Our left mind is also a bitch!
Our right mind is our present mind.
It is sensory and it is now.
It is the space in which we explore emotion, in which we learn emotion.
It is the space in which we’re creative and the space in which
we’re open to new ideas.
Our right mind is our refuge from our left mind.
Without hyperbole, Mike is the life raft that takes me there.
Maybe this neuroscientific allegory is a complicated way of saying that
Mike holds the key to my heart.
WHAT I LOVE ABOUT Mike
Mike wears his heart on his sleeve and says yes to life.
He changed his life’s trajectory to accommodate me, with little to go on.
When I met Mike, he was in the process of moving back to Australia from Canada.
I sometimes think how much more convenient it would have been
if we had met before he quit his job, but
perhaps things would have turned out differently
if the stakes were not as high,
if we were not forced to look deep within ourselves and
acknowledge each other as blessings.
It is such an appropriate word for Mike, a blessing.
Perhaps the greatest insight into our life together is Mike’s kind and gentle ways.
Every morning, without fail,
Mike will wake up ten minutes before me to ensure I wake up to
hot coffee and breakfast.
He takes care of me.
I did not even know that I was someone who needed taking of
until I met Mike.
Now I know that I cannot live without him.
Tim
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A Luv Story Blessing – Born in a Closet
With Mike & Tim
The words that created the first spark of Marital Bliss was…
“Hi, I’m Tim… I like your arms.â€
There was a Lego like attraction that only soulmates can tune into.
Like an action-packed romance thriller movie… Their love story has it all,
The random meeting of fate at a party on April fool’s day,
they met & lost each other, quickly followed by
Tim’s resourceful use of Facebook to seek out his destiny…
getting timelessly lost in a coat room and
coming out of the closet together forever.
When they met again, the day after the party,
at first glance Mike immediate thought
“Oh man, I’m in trouble.â€
The love story plot thickens with the fact that
Mike had spent the last 9 months preparing to make
a big move back to Australia
after 15 years in Canada…
The Theme…
“If you love someone, let them go, if they come back, it was meant to be. “
It took about two months of world traveling on his way back ‘home’ to Aus…
To heed his mom’s advice… She said
“if you feel in your heart that you need to explore this…â€
His heart told him that “home†was where his heart was…
And it was mean to be.
And a sense of ‘calm abiding’ prevails the heart and souls of soulmates
cradled in the arms of the Universe…
The Great Mystery and the blessings of finding True Love…
The neuroscience balance of ‘right’ mind and ‘left mind’…
Finding in each other a sense of ‘Right mind’
and the mindfulness the Buddha speaks of…
a balance of Hearts, Minds, Spirits and Souls…
all fitting together like Legos 
