A couple days ago Megan and I celebrated our 16th anniversary. Actually it’s been 26 years since we started dating - on December 3, 1993 to be precise. Every day I’m thankful we happened to run into each other at that grade 9 dance way back in ancient history and she was forward enough to turn on the charm with (a very accurate) “Hey, you’re a good dancer!”.

And the rest is history. We’ve spent countless hours playing and watching basketball, studying for exams, learning new skills, enjoying the outdoors either on the boat or on the ski hill, running businesses, raising kids, arguing, laughing, and making life decisions both big and small together. Now as we’re working 7 days a week preparing the family to move on board the boat and begin our next adventure, I’m regularly taking comfort in the thought that whatever crazy challenges lie ahead we’ll be able to tackle them together and come out on the other side all the better for it.