Love Isn’t for Sissies: How Trials Strengthen Marriage
My wife, Danielle, and I had our first date on Friday evening, January 24, 2003. Afterward, my buddy Joe prodded, “So, is she The One?” And I remember pausing. Tempting as it was to shout, “Yes!” … that seemed a touch impulsive, so I settled for a breathy, “She’s a really nice girl.” I guess didn’t want to jinx it.