David Friedman

How They Met


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The Play’s the Thing

       “Lamp Man”

       The Bumpy Road to Love (and the Coincidences That Kept Them on It)

       Stars Collide

       “Coincidence is God’s Way of Remaining Anonymous”

       Six Previous Marriages, a Little White Lie, and a Lousy Apartment

       A Pair of Panties is the Reason They’re Married Today

       Sue & Kenro

       After Great Loss Comes Great Love

       He Used the Right Word

       The Bartender Had His Eyes Open

       Let’s Get You Out of Those Wet Clothes

       Come Fly with Me

       Never Talk to Strangers (or You Might Meet the Love of Your Life)

       Snap Decisions

       They Met the “Old Fashioned” Way (Through Personal Ads)

       I’ll Show You How It’s Done!

       Paying for It

       Sometimes Ya Gotta Take Risks

       “Duh!”

       Twelve Steps to Finding Love

       The Guru’s Spiritual Advice – “Join a Dating Service!”

       She Went to Texas and Came Home with a Russian

       The “Chorus Boy” and the “Leading Lady”

       “Would It Be So Bad for You to Pursue This?”

       “You’re Marrying the Wrong Guy!”

       It’s NEVER Too Late for Love

       The Sailor of Her Dreams

       Her Resistance Was No Match for His Persistence

       All It Took Was One Piano Lesson

       Overnight Success!

       How She Met Her Mother

       Ya Gotta Kiss a Lot of Frogs!

       The Black Belt and the Garbage Man

       The Walls He Had to Break Through Were His Own

       Literally a Dream Come True

       You Can’t Fight the Truth (or a Tight Pair of Tennis Shorts)

       Friends First

       Author’s Afterword

       Order your Companion CD

       About the Author

      You’re Already There, a companion CD to this book with seventeen songs composed and performed by David Friedman can be ordered by writing to the author at [email protected] or downloaded at iTunes.com or amazon.com

       You’re Already There

      Trying to sleep, alone in my bed

      Thoughts of the future go ’round in my head

      How will I find a love of my own?

      A love of the kind that I’ve never known

      Don’t know where i’m going

      Don’t know what to do

      But I take comfort knowing

      That right here and now

      You’re out in the world

      Searching for me too

      You’re already there waiting for me

      Wondering where in the world I could be

      You go through the day dreaming your dream

      Afraid that it might not come true

      While I’m lying here dreaming of you

      You’re far, far away or just down the street

      But surely some day we are destined to meet

      I know in my heart you’re coming to me

      I don’t need to know when and where

      I’ll just turn and one day you’ll be there

      And maybe we will know

      At the first glance, at the first word

      Or maybe we’ll go slow

      Start out as friends

      But in the end

      A love to last a lifetime will grow

      And that will be our story

      I can’t wait to live our story

      So now go to sleep, and I’ll do the same

      Knowing your heart though I don’t know your name

      I trust in a plan much higher than me

      To bring us together in time

      So ’til you appear, I’ll picture you here

      Remove all the doubt and let go of the fear

      And know that the future is fine

      You’re already there

      Waiting for me

      So in a funny way

      You’re already mine

      ©David Friedman/Midder Music

       Author’s Foreword

      A number of years ago, I found myself suddenly and shockingly single after having been in a fifteen-year relationship. Over the next six months, I went through all the normal stages that people tend to go through after this kind of loss; I traveled, told my story to everyone I could think of, renewed old friendships, threw myself into my work, stepped up my therapy, and slowly, with very little success or satisfaction, began to date.

      About six weeks after the breakup, I was lying in bed one night feeling sorry for myself, wondering how I would ever have a life, when a very encouraging thought came to me. Being a songwriter, I put that thought into words, and the result was a song, the lyric to which is written above.

      As time went by, I began to remember what I had known fifteen years before and forgotten over the years of steady committed relationship—that meeting the right person is something that is, in many ways, very much out of our hands. People had all sorts of advice for me: “Go out and meet everyone you can; Just sit still and it will happen; You’ve got to be aggressive; Don’t be too pushy; When you see a quality you don’t want in someone, stop dating them immediately; Be open; Be cautious; Give it time; Get yourself in good shape; Don’t change a thing; You have to change something inside you to allow yourself to meet the right person,” etc., etc., ad nauseam. But no matter what I did, it seemed to me that it was going to happen when it was going to happen, and the best I could do was be open and take whatever