That's so sweet and sad at the same time.Originally Posted by marybethpIn a bar
That's the short version.
I actually knew Al through my brother. He was a friend of my brother's friends. But Al always seemed to have a girlfriend and I never paid much attention.
Flash forward to May 1991. My brother died at 26. I was devastated. I spent a lot of time with his friends, as we really needed each other. Al was unattached and we hit it off. However, my brother's friends were quite insistent that Al date me for the right reasons, since I was hurting and didn't need to be hurt otherwise. That was 12 years ago and Al and I are blissfully happy. (okay, an occassional fight now and then, but we have a great marriage). And my brother's friends and Al are the closest 4 guys can be to each other - the best of friends and my friends too!
I firmly believe my brother put us together. It was his final gift to me