It was November 11, 2001; a layover in NYC on my way to the Netherlands. I knew in my heart that Hans was the person for me, but realizing that my life was about to change significantly was terrifying. I gave up a job I loved, my friends, my apartment. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, except literally following my heart (!)
It was dark outside and as I stood at the payphone to let you know I was getting ready to board, you both told me that we would meet in Ireland for Christmas so you could meet Hans. And we did.
Thank you.
Airport
For You 