We met in 7th grade computer science class—two young 13-year-old kids who had no idea that a simple seating arrangement would shape the rest of their lives. What started as casual conversations in class quickly turned into a deeper bond. We became best friends within no time! Soon, we were meeting up between periods, texting all day long, and sharing everything there was to know about each other. By 8th grade, our friendship had grown into something so much more. When Shane asked me to the 8th grade formal, it felt like the most natural next step to officially establish our relationship. But young love is rarely without its challenges. High school brought its share of drama, growing pains, and moments of uncertainty. There were times when we held each other close and times when we agreed—sometimes reluctantly—that we needed space to grow as individuals. Looking back, I wouldn’t change a thing. Every step, every break, every reunion was shaping the love we have today. Senior year forced us to make one of the hardest choices yet—to let go. As we prepared to step into adulthood and transition into college, we parted ways. But even in the distance, I always knew—and so did everyone around me—that my heart was still with Shane. It wasn’t a matter of if we’d find our way back to each other, but when. And just a year later, we did just that. They say, when you know, you know. And after 13 years, I know this more than ever. Shane isn’t just the love of my life—he’s my best friend, my partner, my home. For that, and for every moment that brought us here, I am forever grateful.