Here's to new beginnings!

We met in a ceramics class at community college. The class met once in a week for fifteen weeks. By week two, we were laughing at how bad Andrea's pinch pots were. Casey offered to help. Working on coursework turned into coffee dates and coffee dates turned into dinners and movies. Week fifteen meant the end of class, but the beginning of a loving relationship. Over three years later, we still laugh at Andrea's pinch pots.