This was the profile picture I saw on Match.com a little over a year ago.After several introductory and exploratory e-mails flew back and forth across the fifteen miles that separated our homes (a couple including my whines about a home improvement project I was up to my elbows in), this was how he asked me out:
I'm off for the next couple of days, would you like to meet and have coffee? We could talk about hammer & nail issues! Have your people get in touch with my people.
Our first dinner—at the back table in the Boardman Panera—was a year ago today.
And now we share our lives—washing each other's dishes; folding each other's clothes; laughing, loving and living.
I am daily thankful for the presence of this man in my life.
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