tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-101939272011-04-21T15:06:52.615-07:00Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15283058872158296933noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10193927.post-1105898567086413862005-01-16T10:01:00.000-08:002005-01-17T12:08:07.896-08:00...I was a rather silly 12 year old who introduced herself to a 17 year old at a school competition just because he played the piano. <br /> <br />However, I didn't know he was 17! Just thought he was 14 or 15. He swears that I was skulking around the guys toilets, but I wasn't! I just happened to come past with a group of girls as he was coming out with a group of boys and had this bizarre surge of confidence and introduced myself. Our deep and meaningful conversation consisted of discussing our messy dorms and that was it. <br /> <br />Stop. <br /> <br />Zip. <br /> <br />That is where it would've ended but a bit of divine intervention occurred...and some more silly things on my part.... <br /> <br />So, yeah, my music teacher gave me a whole pile of the piano solos used at the competitions (Matt had won by the way!) and one of the pieces had the name, age and address of the performer...No prizes if you guess whose that was! <br /> <br />Yup, that's right I wrote him a letter. AND HE WROTE BACK! Turns out he's a bit of a letter writing nut which is how we got to know each other over a distance of 12 hours and 3-4 years. <br /> <br />Hope I'm not dragging this out too long but it's kinda a complicated little story... <br /> <br />As I said we snail mailed for a few years but then 1998 arrived and thus ended our letter writing days as he was busy with Uni. However, all is not lost because when 1999 arrived so did email in my house!!! <br /> <br />YAY! Another era of the Matt &amp; Rach relationship started and we emailed rather sporadically and he would occasionally ring me and we'd chat for a bit (just as friends of course...I was 5 years younger and we hadn't seen each other for at least 1 1/2 years) <br /> <br />Early on in 2000 however things started to change when he wrote me an email asking me to PLEASE think about coming to the 21st party he was hoping to have in September. <br /> <br />With a little encouragement from Mum I went and we spent the whole week I was there staying up until 3 am most mornings talking around the kitchen table! Nothing was said but he started emailing more often and ringing more often and talked me into coming out for 2 operas (he's a fan see...) <br /> <br />Anyway, the first one I went to was pretty good but it was the day after that will stick out in my brain forever! Yup, that's when we were standing at a crossing (such a romantic spot) and he turned to me and said, "I'm going to ask you out when you turn 18!" <br /> <br />What the??? <br />How on earth was I to answer?? <br /> <br />So, as you may guess I said NOTHING! Finito! Zip! <br /> <br />That was for a whole city block and then I turned to the poor guy and said "Why?" !!!!???!!! <br /> <br />Oh my goodness. The poor guy. So, for the next 6 months we talked heaps, he rang my dad and had a chat about pursuing a deeper relationship with me and when he came out to my place for a visit we made it "official" and sealed it with a kiss (the first time for both of us!)... <br /> <br />So, that's how we met each other. <br /> <br />In the following 1-2 years Matt got a full-time job, bought a ring, asked my Dad if he could ask me to be his wife and I finished up my studies. Move onto the Proposal page to read about how my wonderful husband sent me on a goose-chase and met me at the end with a ring! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10193927-110589856708641386?l=how-we-met.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Matthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15283058872158296933noreply@blogger.com0