It is kind of funny how great God can be if we really let Him. Wesley + I sat in the same classroom for over a year and a half without ever having a full conversation. Nothing personal about it, we just were not ever in the same clinical group or friend group. In January 2020, we had maternity clinical together, which lead to us to actually having conversations + going to the gym together towards the end of February. Just when I started to think maybe he wasn't just a gym rat who carried around a gallon of water at any given time + ate tuna packets at nine in the morning, it was spring break, followed closely by school going virtual because of COVID-19. The rest of the spring semester was online, but we managed to continue to talk and hangout as often as possible (I am sure our classmates on Zoom caught on very quickly that our backgrounds were nearly always the same). When anyone asked me how I felt about Wesley, I denied everything but the fact that he was a very kind and thoughtful guy. This period of denial lasted from about March 2020 until late September. One day in late September, my precious momma + I were running in the fields when she asked me what my deal was. She said, "LeEllen, when you say you're done, you're done. What is the problem?" I said, "Momma, he won't leave me alone!" She said, "Well, have you ever thought of why?" I walked in silence. She followed up with, "You have got to quit trying to control it, and Let God be God." So, for three days, I prayed...I prayed hard, that if Wesley was the man that God had for me, that God would change my heart. (Because you see, up until this point, I had prayed that God would change Wesley's heart so that he wouldn't like me anymore! Terrible, I know.) But, begrudgingly, I prayed that if Wesley was God's plan for me, let my heart be changed. Three days later, Wesley came over for us to golf that weekend. I looked at my mom and whispered, "I am so obsessed with him." Lol, don't judge! The rest is history.