13 years ago today, right after the Sammy Awards (I won a Sammy but was sad because I thought I'd rather have the silver platter...turns out, I've gotten tons of mileage out of that Sammy Award!), I got a phone call from James. We'd been best friends for a while and after I broke up with Steven we'd flirted with each other a LOT and been out for drinks more than I'd care to admit. (I broke off that engagement, btw, thinking I'd see what it was like to be single for a while, perhaps sow some wild oats...) Anyway, that night my best friend asked me if I would date him. I don't remember exactly how he asked, but I do remember getting off the phone and thinking I must be the luckiest girl in the world. And you know, I still am.
Happy anniversary, boy. Thanks for a great love story, and a wonderful life. I'm a happy girl. :)