Monday, February 2, 2009

A boy named Wade

It was snowing one spring day. I had just moved to Ashland from Kenya. When I was walking to the dorm room from class, I met this guy wearing a t-shirt without a sweater or a jacket. I had an umbrella, so I asked him if he wanted to share it. I did not think twice about how he looked. All I remember was he had unruley curly hair. A Japanese student came by and he got side tracked by her and I kept walking and left him behind. Months later, I found out that a guy had been looking for me, saying that he really liked me. He eventually called me at a campus job I worked at. We decided to go hiking as our first official date. This time he had cut his hair and was looking buffed. He had been working out. He looked amazing. Was this really the same guy I had met about 3 months ago?

Anyway, to cut the story short, we have been married 7 1/2 years now and going strong. Wade, I love you very much.
Christine