How about I go back to the beginning. No – I’m not going to tell you everything, but I feel you need to know about the two main characters – Me and Seth, my husband.
Seth and I met in high school in 1995. (What? Just looking at the year makes me feel ancient). Trust me – I never thought I would meet the love of my life in high school – it felt so cheesy and small town. But small town I was, and meet him I did. Our first meeting was in the hallway on my first day of of sophomore year (his first day of freshman year.). It was a rather uneventful first meeting – I remember thinking he was nice. He remembers a yarn braid thingy I had in my hair (ah yes . . 90s fashion), but nothing too more than that.    
And then we took a class together, and we were in a play together. And he quickly became my most favorite person in the world. We didn’t start dating right away – but we were good friends. He made me laugh harder than anyone else, and he made me feel more comfortable than anyone else. And while it took us a while to actually take steps beyond the friend zone – I knew that eventually he would be my boyfriend. And I think I also knew, deep down, that he was it. He was my person.  
The night things finally turned a corner in our friendship was a night that we went to a hockey game with some other friends. Our friends were in the front seat, and Seth and I were in the back. I accidentally on purpose put my hand on his when I went to change sitting positions, and he slowly twisted his hand around to hold mine. And time stopped. I didn’t want to move, or blink, or breathe. All the nerve endings in my hand were firing (who knew a hand could feel like that?), and it was magic. So cliche. And so exactly how it was.  
How could a 17 year old girl know? How could she know that she was holding her future husband’s hand? Well – I don’t think I did. 

 But I also think that I did.

We dated for 5 years, and we got married 2 weeks after college graduation. And off we went – off with that college graduate optimism that so many have when you’re certain of everything and scared of nothing. We were ready. Ready for all of life had to throw at us.