There is this sense of deja vu when I look back and see that 4 months into our adventure, I had met a man who was not only artistic, romantic and persistent, but that he would eventually coerce me into writing a book with him about this fragile new relationship. We had just met in person for the first time and as the picture he drew indicates, he was entirely smitten and optimistic about our future together.
Looking through the ambagious prism of our book, we recall that uncertain period beginning our long distance relationship. Today marks a different and equally significant four months, this time from publicly telling the story begun fourteen years ago. Scared and excited, we feel like we did back then, only this time the uncertaintly lies outside us.