When I met you the first time you were repairing your parent's roof. You wore a straw hat and instantly I felt an attraction. Soon after, we found a way to hang out one night at the nursery, which always included a fire. We were writing a story between us. At one point that night, I went to change the music on the car radio, and our arms slightly brushed against each other and sparks went flying. We waited an entire year before we started dating. Our courtship lasted 2 years and we got engaged on my birthday and then married on yours, December 21, 1993. I loved you then, I loved you during, and I will love you always.
