I'd gone on them before, always leaving disappointed.
"You never know," my mom said. "How will you know if you don't go?"
Fine, I'll go.
He wasn't blind...which was a plus.
It was love at first sight.
Okay, for me too.
And it only got better.
And then it got worse.
And then it got better again.
And then we got married.
Ten years later.
I'm glad I went on that blind date.
Fifteen years ago today.
I love this man.
P.S. Thank you Jan and Scott for setting us up :)