17 years ago today I closed the biggest and most impressive sale in the history of the world ever. I convinced Kolette to marry me.
Now don’t ask me how I did it or why she said yes. All that matters is that she did, and it’s been the best thing that has ever happened to me. She’s my best friend. She’s my confidant, my companion and my copilot. I think and reason better when I have her to bounce ideas off of. She loves me enough to tell me I’m being a knucklehead when no one else will, and to tell me how much she cares when I need to know that somebody does.
Nobody can say the last 17 years have been dull. We’ve had more adventure in those 17 years than most people get in a lifetime. But, as difficult and wonderful, whether filled with pain or joy, through ups and downs there’s been one constant–Kolette.
I can honestly say I don’t know if I’d be here today if it wasn’t for her. Her love is unconditional and she gives it freely even though it’s irreplaceable and priceless.
I don’t know what the future holds. I can however say that I’m bullish about our future. The two of us are three now, and that can only make us stronger. But, regardless of what lies ahead, I know that I can endure it well if I have Kolette at my side.
She truly is the love of my life. I love her more today than I did on July 26, 1992–and I don’t know how she does it, but she’s prettier than the day I met her.
Kolette, my heart is yours forever. Happy Anniversary.