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After we met and I moved up to Virginia, we started dating.  For us it seemed like we had never been apart.  For our families it was another thing.  No one could understand how we felt, they all thought and said in no uncertain words that we should take things real slow.  But for us 20 odd years had been real slow, we would at times look at each other and just not be able to believe that we actually were together.  It was as though the other person would vanish if you looked at them too hard.  We had many emotions, sometimes even fear, yes fear.  It felt has if we had been given this great and wonderful gift and it could get taken away at any moment.  We questioned “what have we done so good and right to be given this gift of finding each other?”  Neither of us could eat for almost a month, our tummy’s just butterflied (is that a word?)  And Henry and I weren’t the only really happy people, my ex met a wonderful lady in July 2007 and married her on New Years Eve of that year.  He has told me and many others that she is his perfect soul mate and that he is happier than he has ever been.  So good things came all around.  I still sit here in the year 2008 and wonder why were we allowed to meet again?  We just feel so blessed.  Does anyone out there know what I mean?

In his own words!

As we left off Henry was heading to El Taco to quick up a quick lunch for Mom and Dad.   

A bigger surprise was in for me (at El Taco).  After I ordered, as I sat down to wait for my order to go, a sweet voice spoke up from behind ma and asked “Excuse me, are you Henry?”  I turned around and my heart leapt into my throat upon seeing my sweetheart from over twenty-five years before, a radiantly beautiful person!  I’d left her to pursue a new career in Texas and broken her heart in the process, so many years before.

to be continued…….

I guess people who are finding this site and reading it are wondering, what is this all about?  What is this site devoted to 5 minute window.  Well until April 23, 2004 I also never thought much about time in my life, except when I was running late or baking a cake.  But it dawned on me many months after I ran into Henry on April 23, 2004 that there had to be a reason.  I believe that we are all energy conected, but what I never thought of was what it took to have everything go just right so that we are thrust into a situation.  How even 1 or 2 minutes or 30  seconds could have kept it from happening.  As I have written so much had to go just so that day.  Nobody knew it was coming, we never know.  We try to push and force things, usually to no avail, but let the forces to be work (even without knowing it) and if it is suposed to happen it will.  The next question does become, why?  Why did I run into Henry?  I will explore that in the days to come, but I would love to hear comments from other people about this.  More than that I would LOVE to hear other stories about when time just worked putting you (whether you knew it or not at the time) in the right place.  Maybe people out there also ran into someone important, or were in the right place at the right time.  If you stop and think about it I think we all have stories about time and timing.  Things are tough right now, let’s gather and talk about good things, it will help all of us.

Friday April 23, 2004 was a beautiful Spring day in Virginia.  All in all very typical of the area at that time of the year.

I was having an ordinary day in the life of a Real Estate Agent.  I had a 3:00 PM settlement at the other end of the country and had finished my office work by late morning.  My Mom and Dad still lived in the same house where I grew up.  So I decided to stop by a local Italian restaurant to pick up some lunch for us to share at their home as we’d done many times.

Then it occured to me that a friend of mine had left a purchase proposal and subdivision drawing for me to pick up at his house.  It wasn’t far away and I knew I could swing by and pick it up and still have plenty of time to pick up the Italian meal to share with Mom and Dad.  ( I knew I had to pick up this information from my friend for weeks but something kept getting in the way, why that day did it work out to swing by?)

When I got to my friend’s house he wasn’t home yet and I was greeted at the door by his wife, who I’d also known for years.  What I also knew about her was that you never get away with “Hello” without a visit of some time.

Eventually I managed to leave with the papers to review only to now realize that, due to our visit, I didn’t have time to get the Italian meal and make it to settlement.  I was hungry and knew I needed to eat prior to settlement.  I did, however, want to share lunch at Mom and Dad’s, as it was always nice and they were in their 80’s and they got to eat something a little different.

Right near my friends house is a dive Taco joint that my friends and I used to visit growing up that I hadn’t been to in years. (EL Taco)  I remembered the delight of the crunch of the Taco shell and the wonderful flavor of the Mexican beef, cheese, lettuce, and tomato as it filled your mouth.  A taste that I’d never found in a Mexican restaurant, even when I lived in Texas.  You also could get your to go order in a flash which now had become crucial due to my newly created time crunch, also what a surprise for Mom and Dad!!!   To be Continued…..