Travis and I met 14 years ago through a mutual friend. We almost immediately became friends, there was an ease in which we could talk to each other that we had never quite found before. We had very different lives at that time and never dated but found ourselves quite often on the phone together for 3-4 hours at a time. As most people do in their early 20s we went in different directions and drifted apart, but never lost the connection we had as friends. Over the years I raised my family and Travis started his own. We connected here and there over social media but somehow always seemed to find each other when we needed an unbiased truthful opinion, advise, or a just voice to listen through some dark days on both of our ends. I always used to joke around and say that Travis was either a psychic or a stalker :) simply because any time he crept into my head or I was going through something really heavy, he would appear back into my life in one way or another. He would call, or email me....something. It was like he knew. And then one day in Dec. 2015 I was sitting in the hospital when my dad was very sick and had undergone major open heart surgery, just sitting there and my phone went off, it was Travis. He was checking in on me and something in my head went.....what if. I sat on it for a few days until finally getting up the courage to ask him if he had this nagging what if in the back of his head all these years, I sent him a message on Facebook because I'm a chicken. I immediately got a message back (I'm not going to say why but lets say it was very ironic timing) and there was his answer, "The answer is a resounding yes, always felt that way. I've actually told people that I thought you were the girl who got away, timing has just never been quite right for some reason". And that was the beginning of a new chapter in our story. Here we are almost 4 years later and planning our wedding and enjoying our blended family. Thank goodness for what ifs.