Thirteen years ago when Allison and I
exchanged glances from across a classroom we had no way of knowing what the love we discovered and explored over the years would produce long-term, it was impossible to predict its potential. Yet here we are riding that same wave of luck and happiness and fate with seemingly endless smiles and laughter crashing all around us, enjoying the ebb and flow of marriage and parenthood, the constant shuffle of burying our heads in the sand then our feet only to repeat it all the next day. Then there’s Madison… perhaps the most obvious, accurate physical embodiment of the love we found and nurtured and created between us. I’m hoping this never loses its excitement, this act of discovering each other again with every sunrise, the kind of fun had from building our lives together.
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