Gratitude to Mrs. K

I'm getting married in a few days, and it's all because of Mrs. L.K., my 11th grade Spanish teacher.

If scheduling hadn't prevented me from taking French in Fall 1998, I never would have taken Spanish.

If I hadn't taken Spanish class, I never would have fallen in love with the language.

If I hadn't fallen in love with the language, I wouldn't have wanted to study Spanish at Milligan College.

If I hadn't gone to Milligan College, I never would have reconnected with J.S., who never would have introduced me to J.F.

If I hadn't met J.F., I never would have gotten married in 2005.

If I hadn't gotten married, I wouldn't have gotten divorced.

If I hadn't gotten divorced, I wouldn't have moved to Japan.

If I hadn't lived in Japan for the same two years Kyle did (2010-2012), I never would have joined the Japanese Meet-Up when I moved back to North Carolina.

If I hadn't joined the Meet-Up, I never would have met Kyle.

And if I had never met Kyle, I'd never have married him.

Grateful I am for all of my life experiences that have brought me to where I am now.

As Kyle told me, "There is only one road that leads to the present, and we have traveled it."