... every person has that story; how we met. I love those stories. My grandfather met my grandmother at a U.S.O dance in NYC. My parents met in a greenhouse at a botanical garden while on a college botany field trip. My best friends met each other while engaged to other people. My hospice clients love to reminisce and tell me about their spouses, now long deceased.
All these stories have a common thread; at the moment they met they knew they had found the one.