It started at the park. One of us would walk through the woods, stopping and smelling the aromatic pines and low shrubs that were left over in Autumn. The other would tromp through puddles and step over pieces of sidewalk that were lifted from the city trees trying to escape their confinement.

Once at the park, the rest of the world would melt away. What happened on those wood chips is all that mattered. At first, one of us was more interested in playing fetch, while the other just liked smelling things around the park. Little by litte, we started to notice each other, and realized there's more to life than fetch and smelling.

In all seriousness, it did start at Wallace Dog Park, and the above is how we like to imagine our story from our babies' point of view!

We would see eachother from time to time at the dog park, and whenever we did, it was the highlight of our day. Conversations led to casual walks where we would share stories where you (yes, you reading this) may have been a main character, or at least a supporting role. We connected on experiences of similiar upbringings and values, like wearing too much eye liner and how great pop punk and emo music was in the 2000's. He was a skater boy, and she did not say, "see ya later boy".

There was a familiarity about one another. When we met, it was like we already knew each other. We were comfortable. It's where we were always supposed to be, with who we were supposed to be with.

We are grateful every day for the gift of each other, our families (which includes friends), our dogs, and this life we get to share together.

Thank you for being a part of this journey, and sharing this life with us!