Sometime during my freshman year, my roommate came back and said, “I think you and this guy, Rob Staky, would really get along.” I think my first question was something along the lines of, “is he cute?,” haha!
I didn’t think much of it and didn’t hear his name again until the next year. I’d moved into the sorority house and started really getting to know more of the girls there. We went to a fraternity party one night, the fraternity that ended up being Rob’s and I finally met him. At the time, he was dating someone else, but we did get along and over the next few years became good friends.
After we graduated, a group of friends, Rob included, packed our backpacks and went to Europe for the next six weeks. What a trip it was too! We left the U.S. as friends, and somewhere along the way, we started dating. I remember being so surprised when Rob casually asked, “I mean, we’re pretty much dating now, right?”. We were walking across some bridge after leaving a bar or club—I don’t really remember. But, I wasn’t expecting it, but nonetheless, I was pretty excited. I’d had a crush on him for a while and couldn’t believe we were moving into boyfriend/girlfriend territory.
Even though we’d known each other for 3 years at that point, I learned more about him in those six weeks abroad. I guess that happens when you’re traveling with someone, living in hostels and pretty much doing everything all day together! With all the ups and downs (think getting on the wrong train, staying in filthy places) of backpacking, you learn a lot about people. We learned that we were both pretty relaxed, carefree and calm when everything went haywire.
Not too long after that, Rob got a job in Chicago and I picked up and moved north with him. We were no where near ready to get married, but I wasn’t into trying the long-distance relationship. Lucky for us, it all panned out. We got a dog (well,I got a dog), got married almost four years ago, and just had a baby, which you guys already know!
So, was it fate that my roommate mentioned his name so many years before? Fate that we both loved to travel and took that summer trip together?! Or just good luck that the timing worked out in our favor?
I don’t know that I really believe in fate, but I do think timing is key—not only in relationships, but with so many things that happen in our lives. Had Rob and I started dating in college, I don’t know if we’d still be together—we were both so immature, it probably would have fizzled out. Who knows where I’d be now—still in Texas?
For very obvious reasons, I’m so happy that the timing worked out the way it did. Things have a funny way of falling into place and being better than you could have ever imagined.
Tell me, do you believe in fate? That timing is everything? I’d love to hear any cool stories you have!