Sam and Betty Help Me Find Happiness: Serendipitous

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Serendipitous

Serendipitous- the propensity for making fortunate discoveries while looking for something unrelated.

I found that in my search for happiness I have come across many serendipitous things...including the word serendipitous. I have found that I really enjoy pop-country music. I am instantly happier when it comes on the radio in the car and I sing at the top of lungs. My personal favorite it Sugarland's All I Want To Do. The beat is super catchy and I love it. I have found that I LOVE my hair short. For a variety of reasons I was really worried about cutting it. It's so freeing to have short hair! I also love that it doesn't take me an hour to get ready in the morning...who knew I actually didn't like spending all the time getting ready. I have found that I really like going to the gym. It makes me feel so much better after I get my butt kicked for 30 min. I've started making it a priority again and I can tell a difference.

Overall things are looking up and I'm really enjoying myself.

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Welcome to My Blog

After some encouragement from friends and the death of my Grandmother, I've decided to chronicle the search for "my one". For the last two years I've been searching for the man who could be "the one" for me... otherwise known as "my one". I've done a great deal of thinking and over thinking about this subject. Maybe putting my thoughts down on paper (and out there for thousands of people to read) will somehow be therapeutic. I hope you enjoy and please feel free to comment. Note: I have changed names in order to protect the men who didn't work out.

The Story of How Betty and Sam Met

The story of how my grandparents (Betty and Sam) met has been passed down from mother to daughter for the last 60 years. My grandmother told my mother, my mother told me, and one day I will share the story with my daughter. It is a rare story about true love. This story is the inspiration for my search for love.

My grandparents met in February of 1945. My grandfather was on leave from the military and waiting for the bus one afternoon. My great-grandfather drove by and asked my grandfather if he wanted a ride (apparently this was normal in 1945). They started talking and my great-grandfather invited my gradfather over for dinner. Later that evening my grandfather came over for dinner. My grandmother, dressed in her factory clothes, opened the door to greet my grandfather. She was so embarrassed she slamed the door in his face ran up the stairs to change. At dinner, my grandfather asked my grandmother out to dinner the next night. My grandmother said no because she had to go buy a baby gift. After being asked several more times by grandfather, she finally agreed. The next night the two went shopping for a babyshower gift. The sales clerk at the store asked my grandfather what size dress their litter girl wore. My grandfather turned to my grandmother and said "I don't know. Dear, what size does she wear?" Embarrassed, my grandmother left the store. My grandfather followed her out and purposed to her outside the store. Three months later, they were married.

Their marrage was cut short in 1968 when my grandfather died of a heart attack. My grandmother passed away on December 1, 2009. She waited 41 years to be reunited with my gradfather. This story shows me that love is out there, I just have to find it. Let's hope Betty and Sam can show me the way.

Hazel E. Long

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Serendipitous

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