While I was visiting Boston last weekend (look out for upcoming posts about MA Trips #3 and #4 for more details about my trips), I went to see a late night showing of Conan O'Brien Can't Stop. I bought some popcorn and a glass of wine, and settled into my seat for a fantastic movie about the darker days of my favorite late night television host. After the movie, a cute guy sitting next to me struck up a conversation about the film and politely asked me if I wanted to go get a drink with him.
My undergraduate dream come true! When I was in college, this was my definition of a "fairy tale" romance. A chance meeting at the movie theater, which could then lead to a whirlwind courtship full of video rentals and dessert at Finale. A fateful meeting while in the checkout line of a grocery store could lead to sharing my recipes with a new boyfriend. (And in fact, I used to smile at every guy standing with me in the lines of the Commonwealth Avenue Shaw's grocer on the off chance it would inspire them to talk to me. Oh younger Sarah...you were so silly.)
Of course the irony is that I know now that this version of a fairy tale is really not a fairy tale at all. I know now that real fairy tale romances are not made of chance encounters with people who do not know you, but moments spent with the one person who knows you and loves you. I continue to be so glad (and slightly amazed) that this person is David.
So for all of our fairy tale moments, and those yet to come...happy, happy second anniversary David :)