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.

Sometimes when things are strange, I have this feeling like I am in a dream, like its not quite real. At that time, everything seems a bit ...
2 comments:
Awwww! I love hearing stories about how people met. Congrats!
What a sweet gesture.
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