My partner and I met when we were freshman at the University of Iowa. We both lived in English major housing. One day, I went over to talk to my friend Ryan, a few doors down, and I saw Charlie leaning on his chair. They had long brown hair that was perfectly straight and a rich curtain of bangs. They had absurdly blue eyes. They were the hottest person I had ever seen and I decided that they were going to see a lot of me.
Unfortunately, Ryan was shy and Charlie was shyer making it hard to start conversations. So I listened, really really carefully for a chance to be combative. If I heard Charlie say anything I would disagree. If I heard them in the hallway, I would run it in front of them and “fall“ down the stairs. I did everything I could so they would have to talk to me! Pretty soon, we were in the same Intro to English major and then we were talking regularly (I was still annoying because that’s just the kind of person I am).
Then we went on a date to a pasta place, then we moved in together, then they saved my life, then we adopted a cat. And we lived like that for 10 years. Last year we got married in a historic theatre 15 minutes from where we first met. Today is our one year wedding anniversary.