The Best Things That Have Ever Happened To Me: Part II

Once upon a time, I started dating this amazing guy that I thought I would probably end up marrying.  But then one night he suddenly dumped me and it was one of the best things that ever happened to me.  The end.

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Okay, at the time, I felt like the world was over.  But it actually turned out to be the opposite; my world was just beginning.  Here's why...

After an especially awesome summer in the promised land of southern Alberta, moving back to the city to go to school was the very last thing I wanted to do.  I didn't want to leave all of my friends and the fun behind.  But I did.  Cause I had to.  And since I'm such a martyr, I just couldn't let myself make new friends and completely integrate myself to the dreadful city.  So I isolated myself to prove my allegiance to those friends I left behind.  Because that seems like the smartest and best thing to do when you move somewhere new.  Not.

Anyways, around November of that year a perfect stranger crept into my life via Facebook.  Since he lived in another city a few hours away, we got to know each other through messaging.  For the first time since moving to the city, I finally felt like I had a friend.  And that friend existed primarily on the internet.  Eventually, he decided it was time for us to meet and he asked me on a date.

That date went well and was followed by another one.  And that second date went really well and was followed by us becoming boyfriend and girlfriend!!  Oh high heavens, how happy I was!!  I had the world's best boyfriend.

Dating this boy was a dream.  He had everything I could have ever wanted in a boyfriend, which is why my mind started to soar.  When a lonely girl meets a fantastic guy, her heart and mind begin to wander.  They begin to wander to bigger and grander pastures and commitments.  Which can really set a girl up to fall hard should things not work out the way she starts dreaming.

Although our relationship existed mostly online, it didn't mean that when things suddenly ended one fateful night over Skype that it didn't hurt.  In fact, it hurt more.  This boy had been not only my boyfriend, but he was my ONLY FRIEND!  I really liked him!  And now it was all over and I was back to being all alone and destined to THIS:

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This is how sad I was.

Fortunately, after one sad, lonely weekend, things got better.  Both because I decided it would (and blogged about here) and because an acquaintance decided to slip in and become my friend.  And that friend was a guy with a ponytail.  And I called him Ponytail Jon.  

I'm not going to walk you through all the gooey details on how I ended up marrying that guy with a ponytail (he had cut it off by then but not before letting it remain as a rattail for a few weeks), but what I do want to say is how one of the best things that has ever happened to me ended up coming out of one of the most uncomfortable and unhappy things that has.  Getting dumped was brutal.  But the joy I have felt since being dumped has been totally worth it.  Since then, I had the great pleasure of becoming good friends with a stellar guy, dating him, getting engaged to him, and then marrying him.  All because I got dumped!!

Now, in conclusion, I just want to say I have no hard feelings to the guy who dumped me.  In fact, I still hold him in the highest regard and wish him nothing but the best.  I'm grateful I got to know him, I'm grateful for all he taught me, and I'm grateful he followed his heart because it made room for me to meet Jon.  He just went to prove that sometimes the best things that ever happen to a person have to stem from the hardest things.  I'm so glad I got dumped.