Having your phone stolen isn't ALWAYS bad

How would I ever know that a hockey rookie party would change my life?  It did, in more ways then one, but the only one that matters is Mike. In the fall of 2008 I was invited by a long time friend and I figured, why not?  What is the worst that could happen?  Showing up to the party I was one of the few girls there in a sea of collegiate hockey players, the night seemed to be going in my favor, that is until 2 hours passed and not one guy had talked to me.  As I was working up the courage to ask my ride if we could leave, one lone guy came up to me and whispered "Are you dating James?" "NO!" I laughed, and that is where my night getting to know Mike began.  At first he acted like he wanted nothing to do with me, but as he would say he needed a little "liquid courage" to come talk to me.  As the night was coming to an end I realized I was the only sober person at this party and many of them needed a ride home.  I was elected to drive Mike and some of his buddies home.  Mike insisted I stay at his house and he would take me to my car in the morning, of course I agreed.  We stayed up talking and watching Fievel Goes West.  In the morning we didn't exchange numbers, no last names and no way to connect with each other again.  I was really disappointed and I figured I would never see this kid again, until next weekend when one of his fellow hockey teammates invited me to another hockey party.  This weekend meeting went on for about 2 months until we finally friended each other on facebook, lame I know but it helped me get his number, apparently he was too shy to ask for mine, so I did all the work :)  We talked and texted non-stop for the next few months, and then months turned into years, we became incredible friends.  I knew I wanted to be with him but he was in a serious relationship with his High School girlfriend and I didn't want to intrude.  It got to a point where it was too hard for me to be just a friend with Mike and in 2010 I deleted his number and deleted him from my facebook.  I went on to have a couple rough relationships and in the Summer of 2011 I was going through a rough breakup.  My friend Mandie begged me to go out with her, she thought it would be good for me to get out of my broken hearted bubble.  I protested and fought it, but Mandie won.  Dragging me to a Fraternity house at the University of Utah was where Mike's and my paths crossed once again, ironically not through any efforts of our own.  A random Frat boy took my phone and text a random number.  No big deal to me until the next morning, when I had that random number wondering who text him at 3AM, we exchanged information until we both realized, we knew each other, but this time we were both single....we went out 2 weeks later on August 20th 2011.