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How We Met: Her Story

Almost ten years ago, I had a hot flash.  I was working at Arthur Andersen on a “value-add content product” called KnowledgeSpace.  It wasn’t working for a number of reasons: management, consumer readiness, well…it was Andersen and you can probably figure out the rest.  Out of the blue, I got a call from, an internet start-up.  At first, I was going to use it as a bargaining chip.  But then I met Tom Moraitis, and just five minutes of his energy and I was yelling, “HALLELUJAH!”

It was the best decision I ever made in my life.  At MyPoints, I was first exposed to the affiliate marketing industry, and that made my career.  I also met Jeff Kmet, a man who was first my colleague, then my friend, and soon to be my husband.

To all the independent women out there, please note.  Jeff and I lost touch for almost five years.  I left to pursue my MBA.  While I was in business school, I pretty much cut off all my ties with the outside world.  Towards the end of my “call of duty,” Jeff texted (not called…texted) me twice.

And now, well, we’re engaged.  :)

All I can say is, be true to yourself.  I wasn’t expecting love when it clobbered me.  I can’t say I knew Jeff was my prince when I first met him, but many years later, I know there was no one else ever meant for me.  I could never feel as happy, as secure, as beautiful as I do, as when I am with Jeff.   And that’s how you know.

The Proposal

Okay, here’s how it went down :)

We were out in Michigan surrounded by friends, fire and wine, three of my very favorite elements in life. I wandered into the kitchen in search of more food, and Jeff wandered in after me. He asked for a hug, and then asked if it could last forever. Of course I said, “Sure, honey! It’ll last forever!” And then I decided I would get a little more of that awesome steak.

As I poked around for a plate, Jeff said, “I have to ask you a question.” I said “Sure, honey!” as I looked for knife and fork. Then he says “Will you marry me?”

Wow. Clearly a marriage proposal trumps food (not much does, but a potential husband?). After he asked me to marry him, I whip around, and there he is holding the ring. I bury my head in his shoulder and wrap my arms around him. I had expected that he would propose at some point, but had zero idea it would happen then.

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod” was racing through my head and I suppose I’d somehow neglected to answer him. So as he held me he asked again, “Well?”

“Okay,” I said.

And his laugh at that response, I tell you, the warmth, the happiness, the love…just the thought of it makes me tear up. I am so lucky to be marrying this man!!