They met at an art festival. He was there with a friend admiring the work in her booth, much longer than the average passerby. Thank goodness he lingered.
They began to chat which was no easy feat with the language barrier. But the connection could not be denied; a date was planned.
And from that date, a friendship was formed. Isn’t that how all the best marriages start? They taught each other their native language and found that their love blossomed as their voculabulary grew.
Here’s to a lifetime of kind words and understanding. And passion, don’t forget that!