Congrats numberplease.
We've been married for 49 years in March 2016.
Someone knocked at the door. I opened it. there stood a broad shoulders, fit young man, with blue eyes. My first thought was how *soft and kissable his lips looked. He'd come to see someone else. Four of us were house sharing.
We had our first date two months later. At the end of April snow was still thick, well, up to the top of my gum boots. One evening we were supposed to have a date he as late. I found out he couldn't get his car out of the village, so he walked eight miles to see me*. We fed him, but he couldn't stay the night as so he had an early start, or so he said. He walked home, across the snowy fields, with a torch and no moon. estimation.
He usually grins when I tell that story and says, "Love can blow you further than gun powder."