Five Whole Years!

Today is the five-year anniversary of the night that Andy and I first kissed. We were walking back to our dorm together from a beginning of year party on North Campus at Pomona when he stopped me on the baseball diamond and asked — suave but a little nervous — if he could get to first base by first base. Way too cute to say “no.”

I had no idea at that point that I was about to embark on a challenging and satisfying journey that has taken us through three states, a year of commuter love and countless challenges. We’ve grown up together and stood by one another through huge obstacles — ill-fitting jobs, unemployment, injuries and illnesses. And we’re sure that there are more difficulties to come, but also many joys.

My mother always told me that, if you must get married, at least marry someone you’d want by your side if you were fighting your way through hell. I can’t think of anyone who fits that description better than Andy.

Happy Anniversary, baby.