London, UK on the 7th of January, 2017, at 4:30pm
By Angela H
After living in the UK for four years, I was expecting to move back to my hometown of Toronto, Canada in a few short months...
A few of my friends happened to be in town, so without hesitation I met up with them thinking it may be the only chance I get to see them - if not ever again, then at least several years.
We met up at The Owl & Pussycat pub in Shoreditch. Walking in, I instantly locked eyes with one of the unfamiliar faces at the table. After saying hello to everyone I already knew, I was giddy to introduce myself to the tall, chiseled face at the end of the table. He stood up, introduced himself, hugged me and non-creepily kissed me on the cheek.
After a full night of laughs, a couple of drinks and a middle of the street play-wrestle with this hunk, we ended up saying see ya - in my mind thinking 'aw he was nice - so long'.
But the next day, we started speaking and from then on have been inseparable. Going on three years, we now live together and laugh every single day (at and with each other).
I believe our one-off chance meeting - just a couple of months before I was meant to move away forever, never to meet him again - was written in the stars.
On mundane days, it's nice to be reminded of this with the star chart and think about how life has a funny way of working out.