Moving forward means more time with this man...more days, minutes, hours, seconds, years...
I look at this particular picture often, and I remember that this young man in the white shirt standing behind me, was a man in love with me, I didn't see it at first, but this night at my orchestra concert jump started a spark within me, he kissed my forehead and told me I played great and looked beautiful out there with my violin...now he was just my friend at that time, but do guy friends just kiss us? No. He wanted something more with me, I wanted something more with him, you never know who you will marry someday, he could be standing right behind you, like in this picture. 6 years and 6 weeks after this picture was taken, we became man and wife. Now being married to him for going on 3 years, I am more in love with him now more than ever. God gave me February 10th, 2002 and a young man stopping dead in his tracks when he noticed me in his friends dorm room...this man is my husband, one time a stranger...then an acquaintance, then a friend, a boyfriend, a fiance, now my hubby...you can't get any better or higher than that, I am already soaring so high in the sky, his love takes me there.