Danielle Yockman is here sharing her romantic love story today.
New York City was my Destiny…
I knew this growing up. By high school it was something I had just accepted. The only question was how and when I would get there. I had to. That was where I was going to meet my husband. I told my mother that once in high school and she laughed at me. That’s ok, I knew the truth. I tried to get there for college, but I was 17 and my mom put her foot down and said absolutely not. So, I went to plan B…after college. I started making plans, found an apartment, rented a truck, and made sure my mom understood I was dead serious about moving there.
I graduated college and a week later I was driving a U-Haul with all my crap in the back, my dog in my lap, and my dad riding shotgun. I arrived and moved in to my shared 3rd floor walk up over a Chinese joint in Brooklyn on a Saturday. On Monday I went into the city and started applying for waitressing jobs. I applied at the Boathouse in Central Park, and then walked out past Strawberry Fields, down W72nd Street past The Dakota (where Lennon was shot) and into the Dallas BBQ restaurant. I figured, BBQ and a southern accent…a perfect match!
I got the job (I think they didn’t believe me at first when I said I wasn’t an actress or musician). I started on Wednesday and met Michael on Thursday. Michael was a former hair band drummer who was waiting tables while finishing school. He was a playboy. Had been for years, living the rock n’ roll lifestyle. My bad boy radar went off and I was unable to help myself. Serious flirting ensued, ending the next week when he made a comment about me being the type of girl a guy married. I of course pointed out that he was jumping the gun a bit since he hadn’t even asked me on a date yet. Shortly thereafter he asked me out, and that night we got started with drinks after work. Within two months I moved in with him (and his roommate and his roommate’s girlfriend that he moved in after three days, but that’s another story) and then a few months later we were engaged. November 4, 2000 we married.
Nearly ten years later we are still happily married, and I can confirm ladies that a reformed rake makes the best husband! Has anyone else had a similar experience? In the month of love, I wish everyone as much happiness as I have experienced!
Thank you so much for blogging with me today Danielle.
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