We met at a house party in college. He had apparently seen me hours before, but I didn't recall seeing him. I was with a group of my girlfriends blissfully unaware of the life altering force that had followed us both to the party that night. Or had it lead us there? After a few hours, I find myself dancing on top of a chair in the midst of a crowded dance floor. Well I guess the Universe got tired of waiting because the next thing I know I am falling off of that chair and into the very person I am engaged to today. Some call it fate, others call it having too much to drink, but we like to call it love and we are so thankful that it found us that night. Our first date was a walk to the beach with a blanket and a box of cheez-its. We talked for a few hours about where we were from and where we were headed and we watched the sea gulls drop clam shells to break them open for dinner. We both agreed that our snack was better and I guess that was enough of a foundation to build this beautiful life together. And as they say, the rest is history.