Seven years ago, Dave and I got married.
Then we hopped in a rented car and eventually made our way to Niagara Falls where we spent the next few days in bed. Because we got sick. On top of that, the weather was not only frigid, but snowy and all signs seemed to be telling us we’d made a grave mistake.
But we pretty much ignored those signs and loved each other anyway.
That’s kind of our thing.