How I met my Soul Mate - By Brendan

Sometimes in life, a moment comes along and in an instant you understand the meaning of it, no matter how powerful it may be. Very few times have I experienced these moments, but when it came to meeting my wife-to-be, Monique Todora, nearly 10 years ago, I knew in an instant that this beautiful, graceful, and immaculate woman would play a leading role in my life. Monique and I met unofficially 1 week before we met officially. To explain that a little further, I had seen Monique my first weekend I arrived at college at a party. I noticed the moment she walked through the door and I was immediately drawn to her. I still remember the outfit she was wearing, how her hair was done, and the smile she had with the most awe inspiring, wonderful, deeply dark brown eyes that grab tight onto your attention and don’t let go. Monique however didn’t even know I existed as I was in the corner with some new friends as a young 17 year old who wasn’t even old enough to be at that party to which I left shortly after.

The following week there was another little get together and being new to the university I wanted to go out to meet some new people not even thinking for an instance that I would ever get to see the woman of my dreams again let alone meet her. Well thankfully we both had friends who were very outgoing because low and behold, maybe out of fate you can say, we met each other face to face for the first time in the kitchen of a baseball party house in Omaha, Nebraska. I tended to try to find the quiet areas of parties because I didn’t like the loud scene, so I had drifted off to a more relaxed area with my buddies only to turn the corner at the same moment Monique and her friends were also arriving to the same spot. Monique’s very social friends had the forward personalities of directly introducing themselves to my little friend group and I wasn’t having any other thoughts in my mind besides finally getting to meet this fantasy woman I had been just absolutely swept away by the week before. When it came time to finally shake Monique’s hand, I was quiet and polite and Monique was the same. Nothing more than “hello nice to meet you.” That was all I needed to hear to know my journey was now underway to find the reason for Monique’s leading role in my life.