We're getting married

In 1989, we both found ourselves at Marist College in Poughkeepsie, New York, living in the same dorm—Leo Hall. Little did we know that the spark of our story would begin right there. One evening, as Christine walked through the dorm lobby on her way to dinner, Scott saw her for the first time. He says it was love at first sight. Determined to learn who she was, he asked around and, for the next three days, returned to that same spot, hoping for another glimpse of her as she passed. Our eyes would meet, lingering just a little too long, but neither of us quite found the courage to make the first move. Finally, Scott did. And from that moment, everything changed. Just as we were beginning to know each other, life took an unexpected turn. Due to financial constraints, Christine transferred to a state school eight hours away. Without the internet or cell phones to keep us connected, we lost touch. But neither of us ever really forgot. Through the years, we would enter each other’s minds at the most unexpected moments. That quiet, unshakable feeling—what if?—would surface, as if we each knew the other was the one who got away. There were fleeting virtual encounters over time—a Facebook exchange here and there, a brief acting coaching session between Scott and Holly—but each time, the excitement we felt didn’t quite make sense, given the time, distance, and separate lives we were living. And yet, the connection was always there. Fast forward 30 years… Life had taken us on different journeys, ones filled with love, loss, and transformation. Christine endured the heartbreaking loss of her daughter, Holly, while Scott grieved the passing of his mother. We had each navigated the end of previous marriages, walking separate paths of healing. And then, as if the universe had been quietly waiting, we found each other again. This time, it truly was love at first “reconnection.” It felt as if the years apart had only been a pause—like our hearts had been waiting for this moment all along. As if, somehow, our loved ones had nudged us back to where we were always meant to be. We feel incredibly blessed to have found each other again and are forever grateful for the love we share. As Scott often says, "it was always me and you babe...always me and you." Our journey is a reminder that sometimes, no matter how much time passes, life has a way of leading us right back to where we belong.