Mabon has held a special place in my heart for many years now.
10 years ago today, I stumbled on the man of my dreams when neither one of us was looking for a relationship.
I headed North to visit a few friends for a few days. That evening Chris and I were introduced to each other by a mutual friend. All that was spoken between the two of us was "Hello, nice to meet you". The rest of the evening remained conversationless.
We all were caught up in the warm autumn night, the gentle fall scented breeze, and the crunching leaves beneath our feet. Mabon was in the air and we celebrated with playing in the leaves.
Chris and I had went our seperate ways after that, unknowing that our fate strings had been entwined. November rolled around and I received a phone call from our mutal friend wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving. Her and I chatted a bit. As we talked, Chris' name came up in conversation.
"He likes you" She had said.
I found myself smiling and getting giggley like a school girl "Really?"
And that was when she handed him the phone and I was greeted with his voice.
Chris and I chatted on the phone for an hour and then again later that evening. We chatted a lot, through emails, phone calls that lasted hours.
He drove down every weekend to spend it with me. I made the 3 hour trek north on my days off from work to spend it with him. April came and I decided to move north to be with him more. August came around and we decided to pack up our kitties (Sir Galahad when he was a kitten and my kitty at the time Gypsy Rose) and move back to Chittenango. That September, we married on the day we had met a year before.
As the years go by, through their many ups and downs, Chris is my rock. He is my balance, my everthing.
And with that, I wish my wonderful husband a Happy 9th Anniversary!