I just had to share a momentous occasion with everyone! TWENTY FIVE years ago, on this very March 16th, I met and began to love, for the first day of the rest of my existence, you guessed it, this cute (and hairy legged, wow) guy named "Danny". Our first interaction was snowmobiling in a field, less than five miles from our home now. Little did I know what that first meeting would blossom into. I definitely had hope it would though.
It was love at first sight for me, to the relief of my parents, (see my life history, page 45) and once I was hooked, I have never been the same.
In my journal the next day, I wrote this:
"I'm excited. All I've done is thought about him.
Weird, since we didn't even talk that much."
I love you so much Dan! Those dreams I had as a little almost- sixteen-year-old have been far surpassed.
In my journal the next day, I wrote this: