I was seventeen, Cris was sixteen. i was friends with his ex (then partner) at college (high school to you people) and we hated each other.
Then i was nineteen, he was eighteen, we were both single and i signed on to MSN to shut down my account and this bubble pops up. we had a chat about plastics and silicone casting and decided to meet for coffee (my degree is in wood, metals, ceramics and plastics, go figure).
So we met for coffee and lunch three sundays in a row, i decided that i could really love a man shorter than me and then i kissed him senseless in the back of my dad's car. Apart from when i spent 84 days going around the world (the trip was booked before we re-met) we have never been apart.
And then i was twenty six, and he was twenty five, and we got married on a sunny August afternoon with all our friends and family and danced by the lake with no shoes on. it was perfect.