Two Years

December 7th, 2009 | Tags:

It was a very cold December night. I was working at the bike shop and was pretty nervous. See, I had a date lined-up around the corner at the Herkimer.

Kate was waiting for me in front of the shop. We did the small talk thing while we walked over. There was beer.

I don’t remember what we ate. I was too fixated on her eyes, what she was saying, the sound of her voice. The way she laughed. I didn’t know where it was going to go when all this happened, but I knew that the journey was going to be a good one.

That date and these two years have just been the start of things. I can’t imagine a life without her, I can’t imagine growing the way I have without her. And I can’t imagine her not being around to share in everything.

It’s a good thing I’m marrying her, huh?*


* That is predicated on her ability to survive the nine hours my wedding vows are going to take me to recite.

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  1. Leslie Simpson
    December 7th, 2009 at 19:23
    Quote | #1

    Dude. That’s excellent.

    This meeting the right person is a fine idea.

    -Liddle-Oldman-

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