I remember the day like it was yesterday.
I woke in my apartment sometime around 2am and turned to look at my Blackberry like I’d done so many nights before. It was flashing red, meaning I had an email. I was half asleep when I read the email from my boss, introducing me to some guy named Dom from Las Vegas. I responded to my boss with a well thought out, “Vegas?!“
That was January 28th, 2010.
We spoke on the phone for the first time on February 8. For three hours.
Dom flew out, and we met in person for the first time on March 5.
I visited him in Vegas for the first time on May 7.
June 4, he flies out to visit me again. He wanted to be with me on my birthday (the seventh).
Dom tells me he loves me. It is June 19, 2010.
On July 4th we begin to talk about a future together.
I finally get the nerve to tell Dom I love him, too. It is July 21, 2010.
We are engaged in Las Vegas on September 6th, 2010.
On January 22, 2011, I move to Las Vegas.
We are married April 2, 2011.
It’s been seven years since I received that very first email and my god am I grateful that I did. Because I cannot—will not—imagine my life without him.