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When my husband and I met, we both knew from early on that we would get married someday. My husband claims he knew after our first weekend-long date; I took a little bit longer to warm up to the idea — on our second date (2 months later, thanks to our long-distance relationship).
Thirteen months and one day after we first met, we made lifelong promises to one another, before our loved ones and the priest. Occasionally, I find my mind drifting back to those vows that we shared on that hot June afternoon.
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