3 years ago today, I met this man at the end of the aisle.
About 6 years ago I met a really sweet, cute bearded transfer student at an art club meeting in college. I thought, he’s too cute for me. A few weeks later we were were on our first date. The date ended as we sat under a yellow poplar tree in silence just watching the yellow leaves fall to the ground. It was perfect.
About two and half years after that first date, Mark and I were at Cafe Latte, in St. Paul. It was one of our favorite places to just be together. As I was ordering my soup and sandwich, my attention kept being directed to the top of the glass counter. Finally I nocited something in a little box. Before I could figure out what was going on, that cute boy from art club was on one knee in front of the whole place,which included both our families. I felt so, so loved that day.
Somehow he makes me feel that loved everyday. Here’s to 3 fantastic years my love.