7 Years

7 years ago today I boarded a plane bound for Pittsburgh. I was 29 and single. I was on my way to a wedding, between my American friend and her British fiance.

7 years ago this afternoon I walked into a hotel lobby, and I met my future.

We went out in a group to a pub, where he and his friends made fun of the "British" food on the menu. We went on to a tiki bar where they played pool and I sat with my friends, chatting and drinking. I decided, wisely, after a few drinks, that it would be in my best interest to interrupt the pool game and force the cute red head to talk to me. Fortunately he obliged, or this story would have a very different ending.

7 years ago tonight we spent hours sitting in the tiki bar, talking and getting to know each other. Everyone told me how quiet he was, but I didn't think so. I thought he was perfect.

I was smitten.

We had no idea where life would take us. That one year later we would be engaged. A year after that married.

Happy 7 year anniversary of the day we met, babe. Our wedding Anniversary may be tomorrow, but today is the Anniversary of the day you changed my world. And I still think you are perfect.

7 years ago in Pittsburgh

2 weeks ago in Edinburgh