It started with a pasta run. Just a casual food thing with mutual friends - I had no idea you were going to be there. No idea I'd meet anyone worth remembering.
A pasta run. Mutual friends. No plan.
Ken Kenn, just there for the food. π
Jen Jenn, completely unannounced.
But I had fun. More than expected. I didn't think too much of it at the time - I just knew that I went "wow what a fierce looking cutie"
(official observations. very scientific.)
The second time - a contact group. I was honestly too lazy to go. Almost didn't. But I went. And as she was leaving, I caught her walking to her car - we exchanged contacts right there. And that's when I realized: she had been parked right next to me the whole time.
(of all the parking spots, Jen Jenn. of all of them.)
See, I had mentioned once - casually, just in passing that I like cookies. That was it. One sentence.
Most people say "oh nice" and forget.
You went home and prepared the cookies you have baked.
That was the moment, Jen Jenn. That was the moment.
I wasn't looking for anyone. I was barely even looking forward to going out that day. And then, without any announcement, you just clicked into my life - quietly, naturally, like you were always supposed to be there.
The coincidences between us, the things we understand without having to explain - I don't think that's nothing. I think that's something worth paying attention to.
The contact group I almost didn't go to.
The food run I had no idea was going to matter.
none of that felt random, in hindsight.
The way you carry yourself - with joy, with God, with this quiet warmth you probably don't even know you have - it does something to people. It did something to me.
I'm grateful for the events I didn't plan. I'm grateful for every conversation that ran longer than expected. I'm grateful for the cookies, Jen Jenn. I'm grateful for you.
β¦ Eat good food, wherever it takes us π½οΈ
β¦ Learn about whatever you're baking this week π
β¦ Travel somewhere neither of us has been βοΈ
β¦ Just... be around you more. Often. Please.
You are someone I'm choosing - intentionally, not just by accident of mutual friends and contact groups (even though I'm very grateful for both).
So this is me, Ken Kenn, choosing on purpose.
with full sincerity and
zero regrets about that parking spot,
Ken Kenn πΈ
Can I call you my girlfriend?
Like, officially. On purpose. πͺ