A long time…

Many years ago I was on a night out with University friends.  After many drinks I sat settled in the corner, I got talking with a girl on my course and some how we got to discussing her traveler background.  This led to the revelation that she had the ‘sight’ – the skill of being able to see into the future.

“Would you like me to read your palm?” she said.

I laughed and said sure… I wasn’t quite sure if she was actually serious, but next thing I know she grabbed my hand and started to read my palm….

There was various things said, but in my drunkenness I didn’t take it in.  The only thing I could remember her saying was that I would not meet anyone for a long time, but when I did I would be so, so happy.

Hearing that hurt, I had already spent my adult life single, I didn’t want to wait a long time!

But then I started thinking things through – How much is a long time?

When you think about it is it 10 years, 5 years, 1 year, 4 weeks?

It’s all very subjective depending on the individuals perspective and what the person is actually anticipating.

In my head a long time was seeing myself in my 40’s – the thought that I would be single for so long depressed me.

Eventually I put it to the back of my mind, it was all drunken bullshit anyway.

And the years went by and I stayed single, occasionally I would think about what my friend with the travelers blood had said, perhaps she did have some sort of sight into the future!

Then I forgot about it again and life continued.

It was only when I met Vicky I realised what she meant by ‘a long time’ – about four and a half years.  To me that is not a long time – especially when it comes to meeting the right girl.

But she was right, I did become so, so happy with that girl.  Tomorrow I marry my best friend and all I can say is a long time was worth the wait.