I was adopted as a baby. At 18 a private investigator located my birth parents. Numbers, addresses...ect. The number for my birth mom was her next door neighbors house...she didnt have a phone. The very first time I called some guy answered..i asked for my mom. when I went there to visit I met my moms neighbor and their 3 sons. The first time I was only there for a week, but the second time I came back for a few months. The neighbors were having a graduation party for the youngest boy. At the party I started talking with the middle brother....we were inseperable from that moment on. We realized a couple months later while talking that he was the one that had answered the phone the first time I had called to talk to my birth mom. Weve been married for 10 years. I fully believe it was fate, meant to be, written in the stars. He's my soul mate. I tell him all the time the only good thing that came out of meeting my birth mom was him. :)
I met him at work. He was the new aid on the floor and we were taking bets on how long he would last (guys usually didn't last long at the facility we worked at). The first time he saw me he thought I was pissed and that was hot to him (I had been awake less than an hour). He's 13 years older than I am so we joke that I pick guys up in the old folks home.
We met online and started talking, and our first date together, we ended up cuddling while watching movies together. He wanted to see me even though I was still sick. As I lay there, I could picture him as an old man, me seeing him as an old man assured me that this was my soul-mate. We're great together, and I wouldn't have it any other way :]