I'm so happy it's you

Rumi, a 13th century poet and mystic, wrote: “Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They are in each other all along.” We met as friends in 2022, not realizing that our paths had already crossed many times (literally) as we lived in neighboring apartments a few years earlier. We both walked around the Atlantic Station fountain hundreds of times without the lightning strike of recognition we thought our future spouse would ignite. We had some more growing to do before we could be ready for the extraordinary love that would flourish between us. In 2024, we were separated by geographical distance and lived a thousand lives in between “goodbye” and “hello” again. Reuniting felt like rising up to meet each other in a new way. Love can be surprising like that, it seems. Throughout all the time we’ve known each other and all our lives before that, a sacred thread of connection had been forming in and around us. In June of 2025…that thread intertwined in a cosmic miracle of our synchronous revelation: “Oh, it’s you! It’s been you all along and…I’m so happy it’s you.”