Did you ever just look at your wedding ring?


I met my wife while waiting for a train.

5 years ago this August I was in Japan. I'd lived there for 6 years, but moved back to the U.S. to get an MBA and then decided to spend the middle summer studying Japanese through a Princeton University program. I had been accepted to a 2nd Masters degree program that meant I had to spend the following summer interning, so language seemed the best way to spend my time given where I wanted to go.

I spent the summer learning 900+ Japanese characters and then went to spend a couple of nights at my friend Dan and his girlfiend's place. Somehow, someway, I got in touch with a friend of mine and had dinner with her an a couple of her friends. We separated at Jinbocho station and I went downstairs to wait for the train.

There she was. I don't know what it was and I don't know why, but there was something about her. I just had to say hello. The next thing, we were chatting on the train and had made plans to have dinner the next night. That she was more than willing to watch some sports, drink some beer, and hang out till all hours sort of confirmed my suspicions.

Years later, here we are in the U.S., me in school for a PhD and her providing support that I could not have imagined. Kids may be on the way and I would like them to know all about our story.