Hubby and I met at a WingHouse. The one in Altamonte to be specific. We had met many times before, but this was the time we REALLY met. You know when you have a connection, a spark, something special. This was it.

Faith No More was playing on the in house music system. I mentioned something about how I really loved them, and their album titled, Album of the Year. From what I can remember, hubby stopped everything, turned his attention to me, and we proceeded to discuss Faith No More for a while. Then he asked me out. Did I hesitate, yes, because I was an intern at the radio station. His station, no, but same building, and I didn’t want to mess up his job or my internship. My boss happened to be there, so I asked him, he was cool with it, so the rest is history, right.

Pretty much. We were inseparable after that. We connected and clicked. Our families were one big family, it just made sense. In yet we didn’t rush off to get married. Plenty of people after even just two years of dating asked us the question, “When are you guys getting married?” We knew it would happen but we weren’t ready. When we met I was still in college, and finished up a year later, but I was just starting out, and figuring out life after school, so to get married wasn’t for us just yet. Six years after that first meeting we got married.

When people say marriage was the best day of their life, I agree. It was an awesome party to celebrate how much fun we had already had together and planned to have in the future. I could not have asked for a better day, although I will never plan a wedding again, it’s just too stressful.

My life is better as a wife. Hubby and I get along better as a married couple. There are still bumps in the road, but nothing that isn’t manageable. The new question is about babies, babies, babies. We aren’t there yet. We want to enjoy this time together. We might never get there, but if we do, I know hubby is the perfect guy to experience that with. He’s my guy for life, and I look forward to our future. Together.