Day 1, uni orientation day: when we met I thought he came across as a bit of a snob. He thought I had stupid hair.
Doesn’t much sound like the start of something great, huh?
Day 2, 1st day of uni: he was impressed that I remembered his name, and I got to see him smile for the first time.
After that: we ended up in the same classes together and became great friends.
One weekend 18 months later: we made the dangerous leap from great friends, to “special friends”.
9 years on: Holy Mary Mother of God! Did you say 9 years?!!!
Yep, count them. (she says with a full heart and a proud grin).
Anyway, 9 years on and the story is still building.
Happy day to you, Mr.
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