Three years ago today, Jonathan and I first met-in Brady LaMotte’s driveway. I had just finished talking with April on the phone, Brady was taking a call and it was sunny outside so I stepped out the door and this silver Honda arrives, driven by a fellow I didn’t recall meeting-but wanted to meet right away. Since I’d met so many new people at the time, I pulled the clever “introduce yourself first in hopes of getting his name” trick, which worked like a charm! I asked if he needed any help carrying anything and he handed over what I thought must have been a precious guitar-treasured for ages, in a case absolutely covered in duct tape. I loved that he let me help him and that he had this sort of secret smile that day, and oh, the dimple.
Three years later, here we are into our second sweet year of marriage. Thanks for marrying me, Jonathan, you’re a gem!
This day is also special because it’s my Mom’s birthday and Jonathan’s parents’ wedding anniversary! Happy birthday Mom! Happy Anniversary McPhersons!
I love that you celebrate every “-iversary”.
I don’t actually remember the first time I met/saw my husband.