So many things could have gone differently...
My date might not have canceled at the last minute.
My friend might have not invited her friend.
The friend could have had other plans.
I might have convinced my buddy not to go back and get a bucket of fried chicken.
I might have caught the ball in the outfield.
I might not have sat next to her in between innings.
The woman that I had gone out on two dates with decided at the last minute that attending a picnic/kick-ball game wasn’t her thing. I knew at that moment it was never going to work with her.
In an effort to expand our social circle, my friend decided to ask her friend, a recent arrival to LA, to come to the game.
The friend didn’t yet have anything to do for the 4th of July.
Although we were running late to the picnic I was hosting, my buddy, who was driving, decided not to listen to me so we went back to get a bucket of fried chicken.
The new friend was unsure about playing kickball. Our first interaction was me telling her not to worry because we’re all terrible at sports. Moments later, I would prove this to be true by dropping an easy fly ball.
I found her sitting on the grass during a quiet moment between innings and we began to talk. We spent the rest of the afternoon together. Before she left, I gave her some fried chicken. She gave her friend permission to give me her number...in case I asked for it.
Minutes after she left, I asked for the number.
I called the next day. Two days later was our first official date. We've been together ever since.
So many things could have kept me from meeting WonderWife™ 10 years ago today.
But they didn’t.