I love when people ask how we met.
That’s us 11 years ago in the back row on the right. Who could have guessed that we would eventually be standing side by side once again saying “I do”? Well, apparently Dan had some thoughts, and well Jodi always seems to know things before I do but even still, it is sometimes pretty amazing the turns life takes.
I guess special thanks should go out to a few people for helping bring us together – Kevin Behen who was willing to take me onto the Bauer B team (fondly known as the Large Bears) back when I could hardly skate, all the guys in the A Division who never showed up and caused the division to dissolve placing the remaining players who stayed (like Dan) on B teams, and of course Jodi who would step in much later with good advice.
Although we met in 2001, I had no idea until years later that Dan was asking around about me. At the time, it wasn’t meant to be. Over the next few years we crossed paths, sometimes playing on the same roller hockey team, sometimes against each other. About three years later, when the timing was a little better, Jodi suggested that maybe it would be a good idea to go out with this Dan character. I of course laughed at her and told her she was crazy. If I had a dollar for every time I told Jodi she was crazy and then had to turn around and admit she had been right, this wedding would be almost paid for. So on a whim I took her advice. That was the fall of 2004. In the fall of 2005 we figured it was silly to have two apartments. We were in that phase where you spend all your time together ignoring pretty much everything else anyway so it didn’t make sense to have two places. It was some time early on that we started referring to ourselves as team DB, and that is what we have been ever since, a team. In 2007 we bought our house together which was a crazy adventure in itself. 5 day power outages, basement floods, water line repairs, Team DB made it through it all.
On December 29, 2010 Dan insisted on a trip to Newburyport, MA, one of our favorite places to walk around. I thought he was crazy wanting to go out in the cold. The weather had been awful and he had been miserably sick through the Christmas holiday. He was so insistent though that I finally agreed to go. Somehow, my pouts and complaints about the temperature didn’t deter him from his plan. As we walked along the water’s edge watching the sun set I was taken entirely by surprise when he pulled out that little white box and got down on one knee. Everyone asked us if we went out for a fancy dinner to celebrate but I don’t think I could have eaten a bite. All I wanted to do was call family and tell them the news.
So here we are, 11 years after that first roller hockey season in Rochester, making team DB official. Thank you all for sharing in this with us.