Sat­ur­day night, I was out­side shov­el­ing our dri­ve­way. While I was out there, I had plenty of time to think and let my mind wan­der. At one point, I started think­ing about col­lege, about Christ­mas break, about my years in school. Then, I real­ized it had been ten years (almost to the day) that I met my husband.

Ten years ago, I was a fresh­man in col­lege. Dur­ing my first semes­ter of my fresh­man year, I attended the university’s Cam­pus Cru­sade for Christ meet­ings. At the end of that semes­ter, I decided to go to their Christ­mas Con­fer­ence in Min­neapo­lis. That is where I met Jason. At the time, I didn’t have any idea that he and I would get mar­ried and live hap­pily ever after. He did though.

It’s a lit­tle late now, so I’ll save the next part of this story for tomor­row or the next day. It’s a great story and worth the wait!