Who is she?

Who is she? Why do I feel this way about her? We have only known each other for six months. We have only had professional conversations. Maybe there is something to what I feel already. I can feel it in the air, she is special. I was on my way to spend time at the corporate office in Remington, Indiana. As I traveled down Interstate 94 in my 1978 Monte Carlo in the summer of 1986, I kept …

…take my eyes off her. She was everything I had hoped for and more. She was, and still is, a beautiful and petite woman. As the saying goes, "The rest is history." Yes, it is a history in the making. The woman who I fell so much in love with seventeen years ago is still the apple of my eye and she is my beautiful wife, Susan, and the mother of our beautiful daughter, Sydney.