My Wife

My wife and I have been married for about 5 years now. I love her, and I’m quite sure she loves me. We’ve had some difficulties in our marriage, but we’ve always persevered because I think we’re both much happier with each other than we were before.

We met each other at school. We were both about 28 and were both working on our second degrees. We were in the same degree program. Also, we were taking a martial arts class on campus together. Still, I don’t think that I ever noticed her. She tells me that she noticed me, mostly because I always sat near the front of our classes. The first time I remember talking to her was when I struck up a conversation with her in one of our labs. I can’t remember what we talked about, but that was when we started our email correspondence.

We became friends, and she tried to set me up with one of her friends. At the same time, I’d met an exchange student from Argentina that I was interested in. I didn’t understand why at the time, but the only person I was thinking of was my friend. She was unavailable – she was already in a relationship – but I still couldn’t stop thinking about her.

We were at a pub on campus. It wasn’t a busy night, and it was late – near closing time. I think we were the only customers there. We’d spent the evening talking, and we’d had a bit to drink. I told her that I really felt like kissing her, and she told me that if I did, she’d leave her boyfriend. I kissed her, and we fell into each others arms. I don’t how long we were making out with each other, but I can only imagine what the barmaids thought. It didn’t matter – we were in our own little world together, and we were happy there.

I dropped her off at the bus stop that night, after leaving the pub. She asked me, “Why me?” I didn’t know what to say, mostly because I wanted to say something meaningful. I can’t remember what I said.