That's a long, long time

29 years....
Ago today,I met a pretty neat fellow. I had been at UNC for 2 days and I was lonely. I asked my roommate to allow me to hang out with her and her friends. They were going to some other friends' dorm room to hear them play guitar and sing. Anything was better than being alone, so I tagged along. I know this was a God-thing, because I have always been rather shy, and asking someone to allow me to tag along, just wasn't my style. But, God knew that the person he had designed for me to spend the rest of my life with was going to be singing in that room. After the mini-concert, we sat on the balcony and talked. He was quite cute, kind, gentle, and knew about the beach I grew up going to. (Everyone else I had met went to Myrtle beach and we went to Emerald Isle.) He walked me to my room and was a perfect gentleman. He vaguely asked for a date, so I thought, "Oh, well, I'll never hear from him again." Later, I found out that he thought he had asked me out. (Typical girl vs. guy communication) The next night I went out with a boy that I had grown up with and had a horrible time. The night after that, John found me and, as they say, the rest is history!