Once upon a time, on a New Years Eve, a man and a woman met.
It was December 31, 2001. The man drove from Bloomington to his high school friend's house in West Lafayette. The woman drove from the Chicago suburbs to her friend's house in - yep, West Lafayette. It was dark, there was a time change, she missed a turn and so was frazzled and late when she arrived.
Spaghetti was already on the table, but the group was welcoming. There was the friend and the couple... and the man and the woman. Who talked and talked and talked late into the night.
And then emails were exchanged. The rest, as they say, is history. A short 15 1/2 months after meeting, we got married.
So Happy Anniversary to my love on this, our 10th anniversary of meeting.