Eleven years ago, on a cool Wednesday night much like tonight, I fell asleep as a newlywed to the sound of rain on the windows of our little blue 1930s frame house. I had spent the evening choosing some favorite family dishes from my handwritten recipe book. I was meal planning the upcoming week for my new husband wanting to wow him with my mad skills in the kitchen. I left the book on the couch and climbed into bed next to him. We were happy. But life would never be the same after we awoke. Everything changed setting our marriage on a path that no one could have ever expected.