We met, of all places, on Facebook. We talked for about a week or two through text, phone call, and video chat. And then Chris suggested that I should come over so we could meet and get to know each other. So I did. I packed my stuff and my dog and made the drive from La Grange all the way to Zebulon. And when I pulled into his driveway, he came outside to meet me, and when I got out of my car, he gave me a hug that felt almost as if we had known each other for a long time and just hadn't seen each other in a long time. It felt wonderful. I came over on a Saturday afternoon and we spent the rest of the weekend together. And on Sunday afternoon/evening, I told him I had to get ready to go home (back to La Grange) because I had to get ready for work the next day and I didn't have any work clothes with me. Well he looked me in the eye with the sweetest sincere look and told me he didn't want me to leave. So I didn't. We ended up going to Walmart that evening to buy me a pair of scrubs for work the next day and I stayed with him and never stayed another night in La Grange. And the rest, as they say, is history ❤