The truest source of inspiration emanates from fonts we often overlook. Fifteen years ago today, I stood before a priest with a beautiful young woman who made me want to write and start a family and conquer the world (not necessarily in that order). It was one of the happiest days in my life. Today, she still inspires me — encourages me to do things I don’t have in me, allows me to do the things my wild stream of consciousness suggests, and welcomes me back with a smile that makes me feel home. Happy anniversary, Jeanette.