There are only a few things that I remember my mom telling me about how she met my dad. She met him at the office, she said that she wore his class ring to avoid another suitor and he would bring her hard boiled egg for lunch. If she didn’t touch the egg he’d ask her why and say he cooked it himself.

I loved the way she told me this story a few times over, my parents’ relationship…simple and straight to the point. She would tell me, I’d probably meet my man at work too…and so I did, like all moms she was always right.