I love listening to couples recount their first meeting, especially those with mileage. More often than naught, the stories are retold with an element of comedy.
One man said he would never marry an Italian woman but his wife of 40+ years is this soft spoken, gentle Italian woman, one-of-a-kind! How romantic that their first encounter was on a beach in Somalia where she was teaching and he was working.
A friend told me that her now husband stared at her the first time they met but never approached her. He got her number from a friend and they wrote long, long emails.
Sometimes, I wish love letters still existed.
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