Many may know, but a few may not, that our story has been a long time in the making. What began as a typical middle school relationship of chatting for hours after school on MSN Messenger, quietly slipped into something more. Coty was my first love, and first heartbreak. And I was his. It’s funny looking back now after so many years at how real that young love was. Freshman year of high school our English teacher made us write notes to ourselves to open when we graduated. Coty’s note was short and sweet but stated somewhere in it “You are currently dating Brittany McClure, and will probably marry her some day.” We spent a couple years in the typical on and off fashion of young kids who don’t know what they want do before we parted ways. We spent about 7 years apart going about our lives separately. What most probably don’t know is that about once a year I could count on a late night phone call from Coty. I would always be sleeping, but it would always wake me up and we would talk and reminisce for hours and hours before hanging up and waiting until the next call to do it all over again. Then one June day in the middle of the afternoon his name popped up on my phone. Slightly panicked as I answered, having no clue why I would be getting a call from him in the middle of the day, this totally random call led to us making plans to hang out in a few days time. After not seeing each other in so many years this should have been so awkward but was the most fun day! We were sitting by the pool and he insisted on calling my mom to tell her he was with me. She immediately text me after saying “When are you going to marry that boy?!” We have since done the distance in college, moved across the country and back, bought our first home, and had the most beautiful baby girl. Our love may have been written in the stars (or in high school notes) all along, and we are so blessed this life has brought us to where we are now.