Cairo Love

As a child, I always heard this beautiful love story about a young college woman. She was born and raised in Washington, DC, and went off to college in the Midwest. She decided to travel abroad to Cairo, Egypt, for a year during her college years.
While in Egypt, she met a young Embassy Marine. The first encounter was definitely not a traditional love at first sight, but little did they know it was the beginning of a beautiful love story. The woman initiated the conversation with a sassy borderline rude curious question. Still, the marine loved her spark and feisty personality. They began talking and hanging out more, and the love started to build more potent with each encounter.
They both found it ironic that he was born and raised in Virginia, but they met in Egypt. It was eventually time for her to return home and the marine to be stationed elsewhere. Still, they refused to let that be the end of their story. Regardless of the distance, they kept in contact, and with each phone conversation and letter, they fell in love. Shortly after him arriving back in the States, the young college woman and the marine were married.
That’s my parents’ love story, and I’ve always looked at it as a fairytale, that I got to be a part of what happens after they lived happily ever after.