Almost 20 years ago I met a boy.
I was 13 years old and in 8th grade and this boy was in high-school. And had car. He was the epitome of coolness to me, and had the cutest smile I had ever seen.
I was lucky enough to have an inside connection, being friends with his little sister, and took every opportunity to act cool and try to be something other than a gawky adolescent.
That boy became my husband.
It’s funny how paths cross like that.
And how the worst of days can wind up being so crucial to your happiness later on.
You see, when I moved to the town where I would meet my husband, I was miserable.
I remember laying in the backseat of my stepmother’s car on the way from my hometown to a new city sobbing, asking why they were making me come here. I cried and begged the entire trip.
I get to look back now and clearly see the intersection between our two lives and the minute our paths crossed.
I can look back and wish I could tell myself, little girl, not only will you love your time in the new city you’re heading to, but if you don’t go, you won’t meet him.
You’ve got to have this one crappy, awful day to set the dominos in motion for your family. Your amazing son; your beautiful daughter.
I love this Crossed Paths Bracelet and the reminder it gives me. Him and I… living life… on a path towards each other.
How the smallest of circumstances can set off such an important chain of events.
I wear this bracelet every day now. I love that purchasing one from Wanderer Bracelets opens opportunities, sustains creativity, and strengthens community amongst 150+ artisans in a small village in Bali, Indonesia.
There’s a little spot on the package to write a special note, too.
Every single bracelet is hand carved from natural water buffalo bone and woven into an adjustable nylon thread band in Bali. Go check them out on Instagram.
It’s so special to me. ♥
Who has crossed your path and changed your life forever?
Liz is a just a mom trying to keep it real about how little she sleeps, how often she gets puked on and how much she loves them. You can find her here every day writing about real-mom moments.
