Like any great Nicholas Sparks novel, this story starts out with two strangers. Running into each other miles away from home. This will become the greatest love story ever told. So, grab the rocky road ice cream, a box of tissues, and join us in a good cry as the romance unfolds.
I was standing in my kitchen yesterday morning, taking in my normal dishwasher steam facial as I was unloading yet another load of the day. The kids were noisily playing in the family room, battling over a big red fire truck tent. Per my norm I had my best friend Alexa playing some country music, so I could get my cardo in as I danced around the kitchen.