That is really terrific! Mine was actually similar.
I was all meloncoly (at 43 I lived with my parents for a month or so) and went to my 25 year class reunion, where I met my now wife. She lived in South Dakota and had flown to Seattle for the reunion. The same thing had just happened to her. I fell in love just talking with her at Shakeys. We didn’t “get together”, but she gave me her address and phone number.
850 emails, $3,500 in long distance calls and two months later, she came out to Seattle for a few days and I proposed on that trip.
Ain’t God great?