History was made in history class. I remember first seeing her in our class together; she was pretty then, and she is pretty now. I remember being paired for a history project, and when she got nervous to speak in front of the class, I improvised till she was able to finish her presentation. Public speaking can be a bit hard to do – I love a captive audience. While reflecting on this tale, she told me I came off as a know-it-all, I do know it all, but whatever! It took a while for me to dig up the courage to even message her to hang out with me. Eventually, I did so we had dinner in Pleasantville. What could’ve just been a short 45-minute meal became a 6-hour talk about anything. Anything from funny stories to gossip at school. Personally, what was discussed didn’t matter – as long as those words came from her. History is being made now, a week after our 8-year dating anniversary (I know – I had to be sure). I hope you’ll join us on our wonderful day.