WRONG NUMBER
Hi David,
I want to share a story with you. 12 years ago, I met a woman on a bus. I liked her. We talked and she gave me her number. I didn’t have a phone, so I memorized her number before we went our separate ways. I went to buy a phone the following morning; dialed the number I was sure I memorized. I mixed two numbers and I hadn’t realized it. Another lady answered the call. She told me it a wrong number. Her name was not the name I mentioned. I was about to hang up when she told me to hold.
She’s now my wife. But before all that, she told me she used to politely let callers know of their mistakes so they hung up. She stopped being polite because her ex-boyfriend’s girlfriend, the girl he was cheating on her with when they were dating – was giving her number to guys she met at the club, and fucked with. My wife says, strange men were calling and asking her out on the phone. The other woman was giving my wife’s name to these men and it was all chaos.
Back to my story, she wanted to talk to me when I wrongly called her number. In fact, she was really nice to me on the phone. Dave, we talked for 17 months; we did not exchange pictures through email, though we both lived in Accra. I asked her to marry me though we had not met. I didn’t want to rush the process. She didn’t rush the process. In the past, I was always in a hurry for a relationship and it caused me to make crappy choices about the women I dated. I didn’t know how to be alone; I was taking just about any girl that seemed decent to avoid the feeling of loneliness and horniness. The encounter with my wife made me realize I was better than that, and I deserved better.
The first time I met my woman face-to-face, my family accompanied me to her father’s house to ask for her hand in marriage. Her smile was enough. I knew I had made the right decision; the warm embrace of our first hug made me cry. I didn’t want to let go. Dave, this is a woman I found myself calling every day, wanting to know about her day. She was always in my thoughts. At work, I was replaying our previous conversations over and over. My stomach and heart took a leap every time she called me. I knew she loved me too because we were dying to hear from each other. I couldn’t stop smiling; I was feeling more hopeful and positive about myself. Till date, I make time for the woman I love; I crave for my wife like I crave for my favorite food. I knew I was in love when it was crystal clear to me that I was ignoring other attractive women. I am still ignoring them and all the temptations that come with it.
Love is real! ‘I love you’ is always on my lips; it rains on my wife because I truly love everything about her. I feel very happy in my marriage. It feels right, Dave. I want to tell every single person, stop putting pressure on yourself for being single. Stop thinking that you need to satisfy a certain timetable because of your age. You have not failed at anything if you’re still single. As long as there is life and breath in you, you have all the time in the world to search and be found. Stop thinking about biological clocks; my wife gave birth to our first child after nine years of marriage. You have not failed at anything. You will get there when the time is right.
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