Ehhh, my story is sweet and boring, but I do love telling it. I met my husband very early on a Sunday morning when I was 12 yrs. old...at church. I walked into our Sunday School room, way too early, and there he sat at the piano playing that Richard Marx song.."Right Here Waiting For You". O.K., so I was 12 and he was 15...definately taboo!! But fast-forward a few years and my mom sent this "nice German boy" a high school graduation invitaion. He called me and we started dating when I was 17. I married him 15yrs. and two children ago. I still look forward to seeing his face every morning and am settling into the idea that we might just be growing old together.