The Difference A Year Can Make

Almost a decade ago, I met a photographer in a coffee shop to talk about a magazine he was starting up in the Louisville area.  We became friends but lost contact when I got married.

Eight and a half years after we met, we reconnected and shared our first kiss in the parking lot of the hotel I’d rented for the weekend.  Two days after that, we decided we couldn’t keep our pants on around each other anymore, had really awesome sex, and I extended my trip by a day so we could have more time together.

We lived in two different states, and neither of us thought (or planned) for things to go anywhere beyond that weekend, except maybe a rendezvous when I visited Kentucky for the holidays.

Boy were we wrong.

Six months after our first kiss, I moved back to Kentucky and in with him, and we made things Facebook official.

A full year after that first kiss and nine and a half years after we first met, we are on our way to New Orleans – for both business and a vacation.

Life is pretty good.

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