I count the night we met as our anniversary because I tend to fall in love at first sight, and it wasn’t much longer before he was sure he loved me.

The same thing happened with me when I saw Robert for the first time a little over sixteen years ago. 

Here are some photos of us the night we met on July 13^th (lucky 13 for me).  Will had a beard he was growing for a play he was in, I thought he looked a bit like Ron Silver.  It was a night of colliding of universes and a lot of fireflies.  I was wearing my goddess necklace Jess gave me, which always made me feel powerful.  I was wearing my mother’s vintage POW/MIA bracelet and a bracelet from Avon that said Woman in nine languages – which is now missing, and I wish I could find because it has that night imprinted on it– I don’t want to think about it much, it makes me too sad.  But I still have Billy and somehow I still have Robert and I am a very happy girl and I KNOW I am a very lucky and blessed girl and I am thankful every single day for their love.