I found a drawing I made of my husband on February 12th, 1990. It was in a box of papers in the basement. I drew it twenty-four years ago. The dots on his forehead are the marks his hat made when he took it off. We had been skiing. He was sitting in front of me when I drew his picture. He saw the hearts as I drew them.
We met on January 26th, 1990, 18 days before, at The Officers Club at The Atsugi Naval Base in Japan.
I knew I wanted to marry him after 18 days because …
1. He made me laugh.
2. He was polite.
3. He laughed at my jokes.
4. He bought me a BLT.
5. He loved Jesus.
6. He was nice to his mother.
7. He listened when I talked.
8. He loved me.
9. He thought I was beautiful.
10. He was respectful.
My husband just walked into my office and I showed him what I was writing.
“Nick, how did we know we wanted to marry each other after only 18 days?
“Maybe we were idiots.”
“Ha. Yes, maybe we were.”
” I wouldn’t do it any different if I had to do it over. Because I love you.”
“Me too.”
And he can still make me laugh.
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p.s. Here is the story of how we met. I almost never met him
