It began on an ice-covered field. Two teams, one on each side. Up went the football. The large blonde guy on the other side caught the ball. He ran down on the left side. His team blocked my team. I was the only one who could stop him.
And I did 🙂
After dusting off the snow, the blonde guy looked up me (after all, I had knocked him right to the ground) and broke out in a grin. His name was Dan Busse. Mine… well, you know my name (I’m the one telling the story).
That’s how we met.
Four years later, Dan asked me out on our first date. A couple months after that, he asked me to marry him. Eleven years ago this day we both said “I do.”
Only God could see that coming… And I’m so glad He did 🙂