We met at my best friend’s house 10 years ago. I really liked him but for various reasons it just didn’t work out and we lost touch. Fast forward 4 years, planning to go night boarding with my same best friend, when she mentions he will be coming too. I freak out, try to make myself as cute as possible (which I know is dumb when going snowboarding, but I hadn’t seen him in 4 years! I had to look good) and we end up having really great conversations on the chairlifts. He got my number that night, we went on our first date the next weekend, and we’ll celebrate 5 years of marriage in January. It was just meant to be.