Going Goens

It was an ordinary night that turned out to be the start of something extraordinary. I walked into McSharry’s Irish Pub, the warm buzz of conversation and clinking glasses filling the air. At the door stood Peter, working as the bouncer, and though it was just a brief encounter, something about him stuck with me. I didn’t think much would come of it—that is, until he sent me a message on Facebook a couple days later. Just as our conversation was picking up, Peter was off on a whirlwind adventure to Romania, spending a week with his best friends. Our messaging continued, and the connection between us grew despite the time difference and the miles. Then, as he was coming back, I was the one boarding a plane—this time to Germany, where I’d be for two weeks. Our paths seemed like they’d barely crossed, yet we were both already invested. For the next month, we kept in touch, exchanging texts across different countries and time zones. Then, on May 13, 2017, we finally had our first date. From that moment, we knew this wasn’t just a passing connection. It was the start of a love story that would lead us to today.

Peter is suppose to write this section so if you’re seeing this, he’s not done it.