A Fortuitous Day

It was exactly 10 years ago today I met my husband, Mike. Karma? Just luck and chance? Or some would say divine intervention?

Ironically, I'd returned from one of my many, many trips to visit Uncle Greg & Aunt Barbara in Tennessee and had used a rental car.

I remember thinking, after spending a year alone, not dating, that while being single the rest of my life would really be OK, I would like to find someone.

Approaching the airport to return the car, I vascillated between calling a friend to pick me up, or being a recluse and just calling Metro Car Service. In a split second decision, one that has forever changed my life, I called Metro Car as I exited onto I-94.

Lo and behold, the driver that day was none other than Mike.

The journey we've taken over these 10 years - well, Wow. I joke our year+ abroad gives us marriage enhancement -- I mean who spends 24/7 with their spouse, let alone for 372 days. (but that's a story for another day) So really even though we've been married 7 years, it should be more like 15.

Last night, he surprised me and just told me to be ready to go out to dinner. He'd apparently made reservations six weeks ago at Coach Insignia. Fancy! And he had a really sweet card to boot.

So just as in 2001 I truly felt a new beginning, more than other New Years, January 1, 2011 feels like another new chapter in my life.

[Editorial note: I was disappointed in the entree at CI. Service was fab, ambience was fab. The lobster corn dogs were fab. But the venison, veal chop & sauteed mushrooms were just "ehn." Don't know if it was an over burdened kitchen b/c of NYE or not but I likely won't be choosing it again for a meal.]