“You need someone who lights you up,” my mom told me several years ago. At the time I was dating a guy I really liked, but who I knew wasn’t going to be a long-term thing. A few months later – after said boyfriend moved away, thus ending the relationship – I came home from a weekend trip to a friend’s wedding. As soon as she saw me, my mom knew I’d found that someone.
Thus begins the story of how my husband and I met. Sort of. We actually met several years before that wedding, but that’s a story I’m sharing with Rach for her “So How’d You Meet?” series. She asked me if I’d share it and of course I said yes. It’s a happy story to share, and I love Rach to death. She’s one of the nicest (and best) bloggers I know (and we still need to set up a Skype call, Rach!).
Come visit me at Life Ever Since to read the rest of the story.
