Friday, March 11, 2011

The fall

I'm not going to lie.

It wasn't pretty. Honestly, it was down right ugly.

Last year she fell down the stairs.


Debbie was at work when she slipped. And as usual she was multitasking; talking on her cell phone, carrying an armful of files, and trying to find her keys in her purse.

The poor woman really doesn't know how it happened. But before she knew it, Debbie was face up looking at a blizzard of papers flying around the room.

"Holy crap! Did anyone see that? Can they see my underwear?" were her first thoughts.

And her shoulder hurt. "How the heck did I hurt my shoulder? Sheesh!"

As she made her way back to her feet, the last of the papers finally landed.

Debbie scanned the area. She was looking for her phone and praying nobody was nearby to witness her nasty faux pas.

But she wasn't that lucky. A man was coming her way and obviously knew what just happened.

Debbie quickly avoided eye contact, still visually searching for her phone.

"Are you okay?" asked the man as he picked up & handed over her iPhone.

She had to suck it up & look him in the eyes at that point. She was mortified. Humiliated. Completely embarrassed.

But the man was a real gentleman and helped her gather everything together. As they did so, they chatted to fill the awkward silence, and Debbie learned his name was John.

Within a few minutes the chit-chat turned to giggles. Debbie had to laugh at herself. And after John knew that she was fine, he couldn't help but laugh too.

The two were there for quite some time. And once Debbie had all of her things, John walked her to her car. They stood there talking until Debbie had to go. But before John let her drive away, he asked for her phone number.

So you see, had it not been for that brutal fall, Debbie & John would never have met.

:: That was the story of how John & Debbie met. That story was also the Maid of Honor speech I gave at Debbie & John's wedding last night.

This week's assignment is to write a short piece, either fiction or non-fiction, about something ugly - and find the beauty in it.


  1. *Squeal* I LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS! (Yes I'm yelling) Happy endings that lead to happy beginnings? Even better! Thank you so much for sharing this smidge of happiness tonight!
    (And a lifetime of love and happiness to Debbie and John!)

  2. That is so cute!! And? I love the new blog, I did the same thing when I started writing more, created a new blog just for writing!

  3. Oh my gosh, I love this! How wonderful is THAT?!? Thanks for sharing with us - gave me a big smile. :D

  4. Great story! I'm joining to follow your site!

  5. Oh! What a super cute story! I was going to say, please don't let anyone have seen her underwear, but perhaps if he did it wouldn't have mattered! Maybe it even helped!

  6. Awwww. This was so sweet. What an awesome story.

  7. Jill, I loved this story, especially since it is true!! It's a strange way to meet your husband, but it worked ;)
    I like your new blog, keep it coming!

  8. It is great that she fell for him before she even met him.

  9. I love that this is a true story! So cute! What a way to meet your future husband! Great use of the prompt!

    Here from trdc! :)

  10. Aww... that's such a cute 'how we met' story! :)

  11. How sweet! I happen to know from repeat experience that a fall in public can be mortifying - I'm glad this fall turned out as well as it did! :)

  12. Okay, I tried to comment and then something whacky happened, so hopefully this won't be a duplicate!

    Anyway, a great story - and a fun one to tell, at their wedding and to their kids. Love it!