Seven

Seven years ago yesterday is when the magic started. It was the second time I'd met my future husband, but it was the first time I'd met him as a single man. I didn't waste time; I felt the connection and I wanted him. He grew up with my roommate, and he attended our First Thursday party on South Congress. After the party several of us went to a club. We danced together. The next day I couldn't stop talking about him, and so my roommate coordinated a Friday dinner with the three of us, but my roommate canceled at the last minute and so just the two of us went to dinner! We went to a club after dinner. We danced again. We kissed on the dance floor. We've been living in love ever since...