April 28,2006 I got a call from my barber/friend asking if I'd like to go to dinner with him and his niece, Tomomi; I said sure, why not? We talked, had dinner, and thought nothing of it...
The next day his wife called me and asked if I'd like to go to Tomomi's office and talk. I said sure, why not? I went, we talked, and both of us thought the aunt was acting a little...odd. I thought it was even odder when, after leaving the office, aunty drove me out into the mountains to meet Tomomi's mom.
But things started to click when uncle and aunt planned a barbecue and we were sent shopping together the next week. And after Tomi and I went on our first trip together, that June, I figured it out-this is the person I was supposed to be with forever. I proposed then, and on April 28, 2007 we made it official.
6 years is son short, but so full and rich and important. 6 years took me from penniless and single to comfortably middle class, married and a father.
All thanks to a very perceptive barber.
Thanks, Hiroki-san.
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