Sunday, May 17, 2009

1995: He touched my hand & stole my heart

After hundreds of hours on the phone, we finally got to meet face to face again for a few precious, stolen hours. He reached across the table and put his hand over mine. It was such a simple action, but it's impact on me was nothing short of magical. Every part of me knew we would be married someday, I just had no idea then, that it would take another seven years before we could finally be together.



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