I’m pleased to have Mama Kitty from Mama Kitty’s Books here today.
Our story began in tragedy. On August 13, 2008, my 3 1/2 year old cousin/godson passed away after a terrible accident and because I’m Dee’s (his mother) closest cousin/best friend and our kids were best friends, the police asked me to come to the station so that I could ride with the Detective to be there for her when she was notified. As my family and I waited for the arrival of the police cruiser with Dee in the backseat, we gathered in front of the police station to pace or to have a cigarette.
Dee’s drama-queen-of-a-sister started a fight with me, and some guy I’d never seen before stepped in to calm us both down, acting as though he knew us. I looked up and asked him "Who the hell are you?" (I claim temporary insanity – I’m not normally so rude). He told me his name was J, and he’s a friend of the family. When I told him that I’d never heard of him before, he asked me who I was. "I’m Dee’s best friend." And of course he shot back, "I’ve never heard of you, either!" Yeah, our first encounter wasn’t nice.
We were at the police station from 6:00pm until just before midnight, during which time we were able to calm down some and talk. J used to work with Dee’s mom, and still maintained a close friendship with the family. In fact, he used to take Dee and her son to dinner sometimes because they sometimes had money-issues, and J can’t stand to see anyone go without.
Over the next two weeks while we planned a special children’s memorial for my godson, I saw J almost every day. We had long conversations about nothing and everything, and I realized how much I really liked him. I felt awful because I was developing these feelings for someone in the shadow of such tragedy, but I also believed that my godson would have wanted me to be happy.
I asked him to come over and watch a movie with me the night of the memorial (because neither of us could sleep and I was getting tired of texting), but rather than watching anything, we stayed up til 2:00am just talking. We fell asleep on the couch, our legs tangled together and totally comfortable with each other. We haven’t spent more than a weekend away from each other since (when I went to visit my dad in another city).
We officially moved in together last June, and there’s been talk of marriage and a child of our own in the future (whose middle name will be my godson’s, no matter the gender). My daughter adores him, and he thinks of her as his own. I’ve been blessed with my little family, and I like to think that we would’ve met and fallen in love even if my godson hadn’t passed away. J is the love of my life… my soulmate.
Thanks for sharing your story Mama Kitty. While very sad, I’m so glad you found happiness.
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