10 years...

Ten years ago today, my friend at the time, originally the friend of my then recently ex-g/f, you who know the story, know the details.  Anyway, it was Thanksgiving of 2001, a Thursday evening.  I got a text, asking what I was doing that night.  At the time I was in Hoboken, NJ at my aunt and uncle's apt having dinner, so I replied something like "not much, won't be back on the island until later".  We texted back and forth a few times and somehow ended up with plans to catch a movie later on that evening.  Now at this point we really were just friends, we enjoyed spending time together, had gone to her little cousins soccer games a few times, hung out with the kids she babysat once or twice, but that was the extent.  I mean she was cute, great with kids, and just a generally good hearted and fun person, but I was privy to some unflattering details of her past having just dated her friend for the past 11 months, so I wasn't really looking at her as anything more than a fun companion, we enjoyed time together, it was fun.  That was until that evening, we met at the movie theater, saw the movie, but afterwards neither of us was anxious to go home.  So we went to sit in her car and talk.  Which we did, but then we kissed, and kissed some more, and so November 22, 2001 is the day that I started dating my late wife, the first time at least, 10 years ago today...