The first night we met- I was eating The second time we met- I was eating Our first date- he met me at the bus stop because I was lost It didn't take long for Henry to get to know the real me... By our second date on his father's coffee farm watching the stars and drinking beers we knew this was it. 2 weeks later, Henry took a job 6 hours away.. next thing I knew I was running out of my Friday afternoon meetings to catch a bus... every weekend. From the beginning our relationship was filled with belly laughs, chopping & cooking together, and tearful goodbyes. Now- we are not only in the same country, but get to wake up and make coffee together. Still belly laughing, still chopping and cooking (now with dance moves) and no more tearful goodbyes. So thank you, from the bottom of our hearts, for celebrating a 3 year journey that has brought us all together. ~ Pura Vida~