The first time I saw Kevin was when he was teaching Sunday School, the week before I began college. He was almost 23, and I was 18. Now, let me say this: I do not, nor have I ever, believed in love at first sight, soul mates, or fate; and yet, when Kevin opened his lesson with a corny joke, I just knew. The closest I can come to describing the sensation was someone made something special just for me and was watching with pride and expectancy to see my reaction. A spiritual ta-da! Like some divine valet was awaiting my approval. A wordless, eager question in my mind: "So, what do you think?" And I thought it was good.
