This story is of Kevin Walsh, who got to be the most lucky person in terms of love!
Once upon a time, when I was 13 and at a summer camp and the prettiest girl I’d ever seen walked right up to me and said: “black is a good color on you.” No idea why. We chatted and became friends, exchanged AIM screen names (it was the time) and stayed in touch for a while.
We fell off each others’ radar some time in high school, but I can promise you that not a day went by that I didn’t think about that girl. Even now I’m not sure I can say why – something about her just stayed with me.
In my senior year, I went through some dumb high school stuff that seemed earth-shattering at the time and fell hard into depression. I resolved to take my own life, wrote a note and went to where I planned to end things.
Somewhere between 5 and 10 seconds before I would have committed suicide, my phone rang. I checked the caller ID – I couldn’t die not knowing. It was a number I didn’t recognize, so I picked up and it was her.
I asked her what was up and she said she just felt like she had to call me. At that point, it had been a year since we had spoken, and at that moment she just had to call. Long story short, she pried, I spilled the beans and she talked me out of it. I mean she literally said “What? Don’t do that.” And that was that.
She made me promise to call her the next day, and we hung up. That night I started writing the words which, ten years later, I’d propose with.
Destiny: My first crush called me out of the blue at exactly the right moment to prevent my suicide, and then I married her a decade later. I am amazed at life but I feel more blessed to have experienced this!