You know what’s awesome? Being married. You know what’s even more awesome? When you end up literally sitting next to your future wife on an airplane.
That’s exactly how Natalie and I first met on June 19th, 2005, on American Airlines Flight #638.
I sometimes try to list the number of coincidences that had to happen in order for me to end up sitting next to the future mother of my 2 children on an airplane full of at least 150 other strangers. But then my brain starts to hurt, so I just walk over and kiss Natalie on the forehead instead. It’s like life shoved us together and said, “You know what? I’m going to save you both a lot of time and heartache. Boom. Here you go. Your life partner. The end. Forever and ever, happily ever after, and all that crap. Now leave me alone.”
12 years and 2 kids later, life was totally right. I could sit here and provide you with a story full of rich details and sentences that sound like they’re straight out of a Nicholas Sparks novel, but that would probably require me to also take a photo with Natalie where I’m wearing a cowboy hat and our foreheads are pressed together while the sun sets on a vineyard or something. And, honestly, the most important parts of the story remain the same:
1. Two strangers meet on an airplane and spend the 2 1/2 hour flight talking, laughing, and flirting.
2. When they land, boy asks girl for her number and she writes it down on a ripped American Airlines napkin (stay classy, my friends).
3. Over the course of 4 years, they talk some more, laugh some more, argue a few times over the dumbest things, and fall in love.
4. They have a small, intimate wedding ceremony at New York’s City Hall.
5. They have 2 beautiful children.
6. For the rest of their lives, they’ll talk, laugh, argue, and fall in love some more.
7. Natalie buys Mickey a Range Rover. ***
8. The end
*** Full Disclosure: this has not happened. But I’m hoping Natalie gets the hint.