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I was online reminiscing with a friend about "old times." We have both since moved states, she got her Master's, I got married, and we're both doing what we love in a way we never expected.

The name of a mutual friend came up...a guy I had had a huge crush on in college. So I did what any normal woman would do...I Facebook-stalked him. To clarify, I no longer have any feelings for this guy, so it's not like I was looking to rekindle something (trust me, there was nothing there to rekindle. He only saw me as a younger sister, which was a big bummer for me at the time.) To my young, wide-eyed, college-age eyes he was the epitome of everything I thought I wanted in a future husband. He was charming, outgoing, a scholar, tall, handsome, and when he smiled...*sigh* my whole world stopped turning. I had followed him around like a puppy even though he was a few years older and we didn't share a single class. I was in love with his persona and I was crushed that he never even gave me a second glance.

But now, more than 10 years later, seeing him in his Facebook photos, he just seemed kind of normal to me. He's gained a few pounds (haven't we all?), he has a normal job, he's married, and he likes sports and food just like any other guy. I couldn't figure out why I had been so smitten by him at one time.

Then I looked over at my wedding pictures, remembering one of the happiest days of my life and knowing that I was more in love than ever with my groom. I couldn't now imagine my life with anyone else. No one can make me laugh as hard, or take care of me as well, or believe in me the way my husband can.

Thirteen years ago, I thought I knew what I wanted in a husband. But the Lord in all his wisdom hid me away from the eyes of any guy for a while. I had no flowers, no romantic dates, and no one to dote on for a long time. I had been so disappointed. I wondered what was wrong with me and how I could change it. I had no idea that someone more wonderful was waiting for me.

I am so glad now that all my crushes and even my relationships didn't work out. I'm glad that all those guys went on to marry other women or fulfill other dreams. My life with Mr. Facebook could have been everything I ever wanted, but I find that now I have everything I didn't know I wanted. And that has made for a far richer story and has made me a far better person.

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