In December of last year, my now-fiancé and I had only been dating for a couple of months. We were IMing one night while we both frantically worked on our final projects for that semester. Around midnight, he challenged me to a fight in the snow. He met me outside my dorm and we walked across campus to an open area where we could roughhouse and cover each other in snow. After we played, we warmed up with hot chocolate in my room, and then he went home — or so I thought. But I had never turned off my Instant Messenger, and when I got up the next morning, I had a new message from him: “Look out your window.”Copyright 1996-2026 TheRomantic.com