When I was eighteen I met a girl two thousand miles away from home. From the very first moment I looked into her eyes I knew I'd never know anyone else like her. That night I laid awake and prayed to all the powers of the universe that someday she would be mine.

Well, the universe took its time. I spent the next three years trying to forget the way the light shined in her eyes and the way her skin felt like comfort. But I never failed to remember her twinkling laugh and biting wit.

Finally the powers that be got around to me, and here we are. I'm about to marry the most incredibly smart, caring, passionate woman I've ever known. I guess the only advice I have for you all is that the right one is always worth the wait.