When I first met my "now husband," I wasn't so sure I wanted to be in a relationship. I had been hurt and disappointed by someone else in the recent past. In fact, in spite of my "now husband's" consistent behavior and interest, I even "broke up" with him because I got scared and thought I had better not get involved with anyone. It lasted for a day -- since that's how long it took for me to come to my senses and realize how wonderful he was.  

I knew he was the one for me when, for Christmas, he gave me two plush figures --the dwarves Happy and Grumpy. He told me to use the figures to let him know which Michelle I was being on any given day. That gift convinced me that not only did he love me, but that he KNEW me--and loved me as I was. 

Fast forward 18 years and we are still happily married: I, to my Prince Charming; and he, to his often-Happy-sometimes-Grumpy, Snow White. 

Michelle