1095 Days (& counting)

Three years ago today Danielle and I started dating. I was so into her that I actually pretended I thought it was a good idea to jump off of an old dock into a freezing lake for the fun of it. (Don't laugh... it worked.) Since then we've planned a wedding, left the country together (and successfully returned), made a home and a life together, watched her belly grow and felt our son kick. Our son. How has it all happened in only three years? One thing is the same today as it was on October 28, 2007: I don't want to be away from her. Not for a second. Who could ask for a better three years?