14 years ago tomorrow my husband and I went on our first date. I try to think back to that day, but it’s fuzzy in feeling and blurry in memory. I do know I was very nervous, but excited at the same time. If only I knew then that date would turn into the man who:
said, “I love you.”
who held my hand and calmed me during my worse semester of college.
who watched every performance I was in, in my college performance of, “The Glass Menagerie.”
who cheered and clapped when I graduated college.
who bent on one knee and asked me to marry him.
who responded with, “I guess we need to get serious about buying a house,” when I said I wanted to start a family.
who didn’t even blink when I brought two stray cats and a rescue dog into our home.
who was all in when I decided to be a surrogate.
who responded by saying, “I am not sure how we will do it, but we will make it work,” when I told him I did not want to go back to my former employer.
who said, “Take the job,” when I said I found a job that I liked, but it was a huge pay cut.
who said, “I will help you study for the GREs,” when I said I want to get my MBA.
It is for all those reasons and more, that when I think back to fourteen years ago even though it is fuzzy and blurry in my memory, I can’t help but get a little giddy. One date, one evening, one choice led me to where I am today. A happy, successful, fulfilled, loved wife, mother, and woman.