When love prevails.
My former “office boyfriend” Phil introduced me to blogging many years ago. But it wasn’t just writing that we had in common, or the fact we were colleagues at a marketing agency…we loved talking about love.
The two of us quickly became each other’s opposite sex confidant outside of the office.
He was my self-proclaimed male voice of reason.
Subway was our trusted go-to spot for weekly pro bono therapy appointments. He thoughtfully listened as me and my neurosis navigated through Mr. Big shenanigans {Phil even refers to him as Big on & offline} and a few miscellaneous men inbetween our break-ups. I, in turn, heard what he had to say about ex-girlfriends, mini crushes, and ultimately the person who would become the love of his life, Lauren.
Here is their engagement story. He proposed to her yesterday, and I absolutely could not be happier for the guy.
In my entire life, I can honestly say there isn’t another man like Phil on the planet. He is hilarious, sincere, humble, smart, quirky, talented, down-to-earth, and introspective above and beyond most male species. On a few occasions early into our friendship, my gal pals would ask why we didn’t date; I never questioned for a moment if there could be something more.
Without a doubt, I knew we were destined to be great friends and play that special role in each other’s lives. Our goofy dynamic doesn’t even scratch the surface.
So to witness someone who is impossibly deserving of great love, finally find his match, is a real-life fairy tale come true.
To my good friend Charlotte, the eternal optimist, who always believes in love. - Carrie Bradshaw
