It was two years ago today that the man I love breezed through my virtual door, and we began the adventure of changing each other's lives.
Our "real" two year anniversary is on Friday night, since that's the anniversary of our first date -- the one that lasted 26 hours. But tonight I think we just will snuggle down together, all cozy-like, and re-read our chat transcripts of those first few days... the days when we knew something interesting was happening, but we had no idea where it would lead us.
I never expected it; neither did he. But then these things always seem to happen when you least expect it, right?
