We met right before Kyle was about to move back to Los Angeles, by the push of my patient and his family friend/ neighbor. She had been on both of us to meet, but with other things going on in our lives, we kept putting it off. When we finally did meet, we hit it off and were both sad to have met at what seemed like horrible timing. We had a little over a month before Kyle was moving back, so we spent as much time together as we could. When the time came, Kyle decided to take a risk and stay back in Houston to see what could happen. Fast forward 3 years and many awesome memories later, we were in San Francisco for my 30th birthday and Kyle popped the question. It was on a perfect night, at sunset, in a park overlooking The Golden Gate Bridge. We couldn’t be more happy to get married or more grateful for the extra few pushes from our friend to meet.