8 years. EIGHT! •
I was sitting next to my friend, Mandi. He turned around after church and said, "it was like angels were singing behind me." 😒Then he told me his name "Michael Jenson"... "What? That's MY last name!" I said. I demanded that he show me his license...and there it was...JENSEN spelled incorrectly, J.E.N.S.O.N. He asked for my number and I left. Later that night I texted him, "Nice to meet you Mr. JensOn". Now, according to Mike, this is when he thought it was 'in the bag' (Again😒). It took a while for him to show me his hilarious, sweet and thoughtful side. I'm sure grateful I went to that church that day. He is my best friend, lover, can drive me crazy, father extraordinaire. Going through eternity side by side.