my husband gave me the first of what would be many, many silly sports analogies:
"So let's say I was going for a lay up--would I make a slam dunk or would I be rejected?"
Translation: If I ask you out right now would you say yes or no?
"You never would have been rejected."
I'm not exaggerating when I say I knew long before that moment that I was going to marry him. Jon is one of the very few things in my life I saw, wanted, and pursued until I had it. Somehow I knew he was the only person who would ever truly 'get me', and 12 years later, snuggled in bed together with Owen between us and Jack at our feet, I'm pretty sure I hit a grand slam.