Jeff, 43, met Linda, 57, while working in the same office. They moved on to new jobs but never forgot each other.
The friends: Linda and I became good friends at work and always had a lot to talk about. We kept in touch when we went on to new jobs but didn't see each other for about a year. I was ending a 20-year marriage and found out Linda was too. I asked her out a few months later, and we quickly caught up on our missed time together.
The beach: We had both raised kids and were ready for a life that we could enjoy, with all the little things life has to offer. Three months before our wedding, Linda had a heart attack. She came through fine, but we both realized how short life really is. We were married on the beach at Tybee Island, Ga., in July 2006 – just the two of us, the minister and a sunbather who volunteered to take pictures. Neither of us had ever had a honeymoon, so our beach wedding meant the world to us.
The poem: We have built our dream house and live every day to the fullest. Linda gave me a poem many years ago that said, “To love is nothing. To be loved is something. To love and be loved is everything” – words we both live by everyday.