A Tale of Adamson & Holly

Once upon a time, more than a decade ago, a fine young man emailed a blogger, asking her out on a date. She didn't know what he looked like. Yet his email caught her attention not just because he was eloquent but because there was a special thing about him that made him stand out... gumption. This young man had gumption.

Alas, it was not to be. You see, the blogger was in her late 20s (like 27 or 28 if I remember correctly) and dating far older men. While this young man, was fresh out of National Service and just starting University. She considered men her own age to be too young for her, so what chance did the young man have... being 7 years younger. She was in a different phase of life and a different stage of dating.

Still, she was very impressed with him so the least she could do was to give him a polite reply, praising that gumption of his. Assuring him that "it's not you, it's me. I just don't date younger men."

So they just became distant Facebook links. Never met up. Nothing pursued. She went on to date someone 20 years her senior and she honestly felt that it was right, that that was the way to go. But that ended. And so did a whole series of parallel dating after.

Meanwhile, the fine young man started working (very hard) in New York, carved a bright future for himself. Every now and again, the blogger would check in on his Facebook, to see how this fine young man was doing. She was happy to see that he was getting ahead in life, good for him! She's not a selfish envious bitch (lol).

But still contact was never made.

Soon, the blogger met someone that felt right then, and they took the plunge and got married. The relationship had some red flags from the start, but she (possibly out of stubbornness and the refusal to keep failing) did not pay heed to those red flags and kept propelling the relationship forwards. Ever the love optimist, she made herself believe that things would get better once you turn the next corner. So they got married. Started a home. And many corners later, in a huge bid to make things better, they had a baby. Actually she was pushing for a baby since they got married, but he only agreed to it a couple years later. All the red flags were still there, nothing got better. With the stress of a new baby to be responsible for, things between this couple got even worse. The marriage ended after 5 years. Still, no regrets because she got a beautiful daughter out of it.

During these 5 years, lots of things happened in the fine young man's life too. Most of which was not kept tabs on by the blogger, because marriage and baby occupied her and left her little free time to be a nosey parker. He dated New York girls, Asian girls...basically doing what a fine young man discovering the world does... not sure if he missed out on any nationalities haha. He took up sky diving. Drove fast cars. Eventually he moved back to Singapore, and continued with the development of his career and exploration of life.

The thing that finally brought this fine young man and blogger together, was a dream. A vivid dream that made her reach out to him to share it.

No, it was not a sex dream. If it were, she would not have shared it. She's not shameless lol.

In this dream, the blogger was living at home with her parents. And one day, her mum says they're taking in this poor boy, to give him shelter for a while. So the fine young man moves in with them. She's attracted to him, not in a jump your bones kind of way. But more intrigued and impressed by his character. They have long chats, and feelings develop but nothing else happens. Then one day, the fine young man drives off in a car to get some errands done (no idea where this car came from, it's a dream haha). It's raining heavily. Pouring down.

From the flat she's living in, the blogger hears a loud crash. She gets a huge knot in her stomach. She runs out to the street, gets on a bicycle and cycles towards the crash site. She's so anxious, she can hardly breathe. Then she sees it. The car the fine young man was driving. Flipped over and crumpled.

She gets off the bike and runs over to it. But he's not in there. She turns to walk towards a school type building. And there he is, standing in the rain. He's ok. She runs into his arms and they kiss. This dream may not sound like much, but it was a rollercoaster of intense emotions for the blogger, and the emotions felt so real. So real that when she woke up suddenly from this dream, and 2 am, she reached out to the fine young man on Facebook messenger. It's the first time she's ever reached out to him. And they had not been in any contact for almost a decade. Just to say hey I had a dream about you.

As luck would have it, he was awake. He responded curiously, "pray, do tell."

She did.

He didn't laugh at her.

Possibly because he had been lying awake that night asking for a sign.

And that's how they finally made a connection. She wishes it had happened sooner but I suppose the universe had other plans for them first.