Have you ever had a day that meant so much that you marked it on your mental calendar and quietly remember it each year? Today is one of those days for me.
20 years ago today, I met DH. Yes, 20 years. Half of my life ago.
On September 15, 1990, the fraternity I belonged to at my college boarded a bus and headed for St. Louis. At the same time, the chapter of the same fraternity at his college did the same. It was actually DH that spearheaded the event between three schools so I guess he can say he took control of his fate that day. Never would I have imagined that a baseball game between the Cubs and the Cardinals could have such a profound impact on my life.
I could recount the entire story about how we were introduced or how he was actually on a date at the time. but I won't. This post isn't for everyone else as much as it is for DH.
You see, what do you get for the man who doesn't want anything? The one thing that I call my own is my writing... so this post is for him. It's to let him know that 20 years ago he changed my life. He put me on a path that I never expected to be on. We've traveled and have a beautiful family. He has given me material possessions more than I ever expected I would have in my life.
But most of all, he has made me happy. He cheers me up when I am down. He helps me when I am stressed. He loves me even when I am at my worst.
He's wonderful and I'm glad to have spent half my life with him... look forward to spending the rest of my life with him.
DH - I love you and thank you for planning that trip so many years ago.