It was a class she was never supposed to be in. Her last class of graduate school at the University of Texas at Austin. Despite logging in right at 8 am on registration day and having priority registration in order to find her last social work class, she couldn’t get into any social work classes. She looked outside of her School of Social Work to other departments and settled on an Educational Psychology class – Child and Adolescent Development. Unbeknownst to her, this class was the last class of his first graduate year. On their first day of the summer class, they were paired up for their first activity, which included greeting each other by touching each other’s finger tips together (something they still do every so often as a reminder of that day), and they felt an instant chemistry. The activity involved the two presenting to each other items they had drawn that represented them. He had drawn an adorably awful depiction of a longhorn and was presenting to her when she noticed how sweet and charming he was, and he was instantly drawn to her bright personality and willingness to be silly and joke around. After a few weeks of some heavy flirting in class, they exchanged numbers and began talking constantly. Although she moved to Lubbock soon after graduation, they never faltered, and their love was realized even while hundreds of miles apart. It soon became clear that these two were meant to spend forever together. The rest, as they say, is history.