As the snow fell down gently on a winter’s night Martin
noticed the delicate beauty of how each individual snowflake was unique.
He wanted to find that special someone that
would be unique to him and share his deepest thoughts and secrets with.
A woman that would make him smile and feel
lucky everyday, was his biggest wish. Christmas was quickly approaching and he
wished he had someone to share it with besides just his family.
He always dreamed of having multiple Christmas
celebrations at with his family and his love’s family.
Maybe next year he thought to himself and
smiled with hope.
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It was that time of year to go Christmas tree shopping with
his father. They ventured to the meadow
where they got to hunt for the perfect spruce and cut it down themselves, fresh
and lively! They found the winner and on the drive back home he asked his
father to retell the story of how he met his mother. It was a simple tale but
it always gave his father great pleasure to tell it. They had met in college at the library. They
had coincidentally gone there to read the same book, as they were in the same
class for Psychology. Martin’s father
had arrived first and already found the book.
He was studying and working on the newest assignment. Martin’s mother
went to the shelf and could not find it but his father had sat at the closest
table and she noticed he had the book she needed. She approached the table and politely asked
if she could join him to work on the assignment. A gentleman that he was, he obliged her request
and they sat close and got to know each other. At the end of study session he
asked her if she would like to do this again sometime and that’s how it began.
They would meet at the same library at the same table for the rest of the
semester and soon their friendship blossomed into love. Martin hoped that he
would have a similar encounter that would change his life.
