HOW WE MET

Kyle and I met June 11,1998. A colleague at work suggested that we meet. He was the son of her significant other and they wanted me to come over for dinner. I had no burning desire to meet him. I never asked what he looked like, what he did for a living, etc. I was having a lot of fun with my friends. We were busy with plans almost every weekend. We had just come back from Las Vegas a couple of months before, went to DC, was going down the shore, scheduled a canoe trip, etc. You name it. We were doing it. Between his schedule and mine, we were booked the summer and dinner was being pushed back later and later. At this time, my company was moving offices and he came in to bring a table back home and I was asked to help him. (Major setup!!) I helped him take the table to his truck (I pushed the elevator button) and on the way back up to my office, he just looked over at me and let out this huge sigh of relief. I was taken back and asked what that was for and he said, "You're good looking!!" His dad and my colleague wouldn't tell him what I looked like. All they said was that I had a good job, recently graduated college and had a great personality.

     We talked for a while and then he asked if I wanted to get a drink. We went to TGI Friday's and talked for almost 5 hours. It was great. There was never any awkwardness. We just hit it off perfectly. The only weird moment was when he walked me to my car. He wasn't sure if he should kiss me. We were there for at least fifteen minutes saying good bye and every phrase ended with the word "OK" for some reason. He didn't kiss me though. He asked my to go out over the weekend, but I said I already had plans and he said, "I'll get you to see me one night" and sure enough he did. He called me three times on Friday saying what a great time he had the night before and thanking me for the evening. (Such a gentleman.) I told him I had plans and he said, "You have my number. Give me a call if plans change."  Right away I called Diana and told her everything and she said, "Tell him you'll meet him tomorrow night (Saturday) with your girlfriends at a club.

     We made plans for Friday and because I wasn't sure where we were going. He gave me directions and told me to meet him at a rest stop and he would lead the way from there. One thing you need to know is that we are always late. We were suppose to met him at 8:00 P. M.  In addition to running late, it was like a hurricane out and a lot of  the roads were flooded.  We didn't get there until 9:00 P.M.  We had just parked and were going inside, when my cell phone rang.  It was Kyle and he said, " Where are you?"  I said, "Turn around."  He turned around and I was right behind him. It was classic.  Anyway, his friends and my friends went out and we had a great time.  Everyone got along and Kyle and I just continued to hit it off.  So again, the moment arose and the same old question, "Is he going to kiss me?"  But I didn't wait for an answer.  I kissed him.

     People ask me, "When did you know?"  Honestly, I don't know the exact moment that I knew we would get married.  It just happened.  It evolved on its own from being a "what if…" to being a fact and the question just became, "When?"  But there was never a doubt.  I knew from the moment we met that this was the beginning of something special…and it was, it still is and it always will be.