I remember it as if it was yesterday.
I had just picked my daughter up from school, just a few hours before, when my wife came into the bedroom.
We were talking, laughing, hugging, and the tears were flowing.
She was crying, too.
It was the night before she was due to be inducted into the National Woman of the Year Hall of Fame, and she was having an emotional meltdown.
At that moment, I couldn’t tell what she was going through.
In hindsight, it was probably one of the most beautiful moments of my life.
But the next morning, when I woke up, I had to ask my wife what was wrong.
“You know, she had a reaction,” I said.
No one had told me this was going to happen.
My wife and I had been friends for about 15 years.
One day, we were walking through a park, chatting about how we were having a fun time.
When we came to this spot, we noticed a group of young people walking around.
They had come together to watch a movie, and we were going to be there for the rest of the movie.
As we were talking about how wonderful it was that everyone was having a great time, my wife asked me, “Is this your fiance?”
I was shocked.
Her eyes were wide open, her face was pale, and I was speechless.
This wasn’t something that had ever happened before.
That night, I felt so helpless, so afraid that she might get hurt or even die.
So, I took a deep breath and told her that she had no idea how to handle this.
And that night, she went from being my fiance to my wife.