Just found this thread and can't wait to read more about how y'all met! I started crying when I read your stories, DesertSunsets & CI Mama <3
20 years is a blessing. Every year for our anniversary I make a photo story book for DW about the previous year. In the first one is our "how we met" story- so I'll probably copy it from there.
oh what the heck- I'll just do it now :)
"I return in the smell of your hair, the feel of your lips, the cold air on my skin and in still memories in my mind.
That day, I remember it as if it were yesterday. July 12, 2008. My roommate and friend, Michelle, and I took a trip that morning to the Pride festival in Vancouver, WA. How ironic, I see now, as you lived so near. We may have even been at the park at the same time! Before long, Michelle and I tired of the hot sun and basking in the lazy spirit of the day, we returned home. Later, I prepared myself for a night on the town with my dear friend, Heather. That night was her final fling as an unmarried woman. Ironic again, as it would turn out to be my last night as a single woman as well! With a group of friends we drank cocktails, danced and sang karaoke, but it was not long before I felt that I was in the wrong place. It could have been the many tipsy young men and women preening for each other's attention- people I no longer related to. It may have been one too many drinks on my own part, or merely a feeling like this part of the night had drawn to a close for me. Whatever it was, I gathered myself together, said my goodbyes and headed out the door.
Alternate plans had been proposed to me for that evening and feeling decidedly out of place, I made arrangements to follow this other path. It stays with me- the chilly July air delighting on my bare arms as I stood outside waiting for my friend Sara, to pick me up. She brought along another friend, Rosa, and the three of us left then for a place I had only been maybe twice before. The Egyptian Room was dark and smoky that night as it always was. That lingering scent of men's cologne and Marlboro's returns to me now, a comforting fragrance that will forever remind me of the moment our eyes met. I was at the bar ordering water, you were there to order a drink, I assumed. The music stopped, the lights shone down and there we were as if all alone. I could probably relate to you every word that was said, every shy glance and hungry kiss exchanged, but I will simply say this: My world was forever changed that night I met you, my love.
The rest is history- our history."
Here's our first official picture- taken at the end of July at her friend's birthday party.