It’s been almost six years since I met Wayne Ringer at the coffee shop in downtown Portsmouth (Virginia) for our first date.
Six delightful years.
At that first date, he handed me his business card, which affirmed that (just as he’d told me on that first phone call), he really was an attorney.
An impressive man with an impressive title and an impressive career.
I could hardly believe that anyone as wonderful as Wayne Ringer thought that I was the Cat’s Meow and the Bee’s Knees.
But he did.
We were engaged three months after that first date, and married four months after our engagement.
Then, and now, two thoughts have remained with me. First, I thank God for the gift of this man’s love. And secondly, I’ve often thought about that wonderful line from the movie, “Under the Tuscan Sun.”
Unthinkably good things can happen, even late in the game. It’s such a surprise.
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