Twenty-two years ago today, I met my husband. We walked across campus in the snow (he had a hole in his shoe that I did not know about for days) and we had Bur.ger K.in.g.
Willow's take on it.

It was a relaxing time on Cape Cod, in Hyannis. And when I say relaxing---I mean, everyone relaxed, but we did not do that much. (Which is...
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Awwww! I love hearing stories about how people met. Congrats!
What a sweet gesture.
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