This is what it's all about.

So here I stand looking back at several pivotal moments in my life, experiences I both love and regret, and I wonder what it all amounts to today. But it is during these times of reflection when you realize that all of this might not have happened had you not stepped out of the box. Running away is for cowards and that's not how I raised you to be.

You see hijo, as you walk through life you'll find yourself at the right places at the precise time to make a change. What's most important about this very second is what you do next: do you take advantage of your surroundings or do you allow yourself to remain lost and scattered?

I found myself in the Spanish coffee shop that day and my eyes fell upon the most gorgeous woman I've ever met and it was then I made my decision. I chose her.

I found myself listening to the clink, sputter, clank. Spill! Clank. "Ave Maria!" from our table at Versailles where I sat with the sun streaked across my face.

I found myself straining to hear the timeless sound of Celia Cruz that permeates the Miami streets.

I found myself thinking of Spanish gypsies curling their wrists and swaying their hips to the flamenco guitarists sitting street side.

I remember the good and the bad, the coffee spills and the parking lots arguments.

But ultimately, I found myself through her.

So again I asked myself, what happened to the woman I met in the Spanish coffee shop? She's mine. And that is how I met your mother over a couple cups of Spanish coffee.