This story begins and ends with a yoga bra. Just the other day, I was complaining to my husband about not having time to go home and change in between the barrage of activities for the day. I needed to go from exercise, to a local musical event with a stop off for lunch at a local dive. There I told him "Well I guess if I had been so adamant about not being seen in public in exercise clothing you never would have met me". I first met my husband immediately after a yoga class. I had no make up, yoga hair, and was covering the sweaty yoga bra with an old Stone Pony sweat shirt. My husband, sweetly and sincerely turned to me yesterday as I reminded him of this and said...." It was destiny, It's like 11:11" if I did not meet you then, it would have been some other time, we were meant to be. And for those of you who do not know...11:11 is what I have been told is make a wish time, a magical time when we should stop, think, and pay attention. I would like to spend all my minutes like that and wish for many more of them with my love, ,my destiny, my husband.