One fateful evening out at the diviest bar in San Clemente (hey, full circle!) with our mutual bestie led to endless conversations via text and random coffee dates. What started as pure excitement for a newly (re)discovered friendship, developed into something more that neither of us saw coming. It felt like I always knew her. It felt like my soul had been missing and searching for hers all along. Much to my delight, the feeling was reciprocated. We had to climb some mountains to get here and while I know there’s likely more things to come, I move forward with my best friend, my person, hand in hand, head held high. Clear eyes, full hearts, let’s make it a forever thing.