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Do you remember high school?  The majority of my high school years have blurred together and I struggle to remember things with a lot of clarity or detail.  I remember the people, the places, the main events – but a lot of the details have faded.  I remember long classes, football games, and cafeteria pizza.  I also remember a boy.

You see, 12 years ago I sat in a high school English class and passed notes with a boy.  He was so nice, smart, and really really cute! That day as we scribbled out anything on our mind to just keep the conversation going, I had no idea who this boy would become to me.

He would be my high school crush.

He would be my first kiss.

He would be my first love.

He would be my prom date.

He would be my best friend.

He would be my defender.

He would be the very best shoulder to cry on.

He would be my college study partner.

He would be my home handyman.

He would be my traveling companion.

He would be my personal chef.

He would be my husband.

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