Patrick and I reunited in the year of 2016. But it feels as if we’ve known each other for a lifetime. You see, if I had a words to describe “meant to be” it would be us. Little did I know that I would be Patrick’s first and last kiss and not many people can say that and that’s why I believe in faith. It was May 2016 I had come back from a vineyard tour for my bosses 50th birthday at this time I was going through a divorce and little did I know that Patrick was as well. On my drive home from the vineyard tour I hadn’t received a phone call from my best friend Mary who had asked me to come over because Patrick was there yes when I didn’t tell you was that not only does Mary know Patrick very well they are actually brother and sister! I am one of the luckiest woman in the world to have two best friends in my life! So, I had gone over the house and sat in the backyard around the fire pit and there was Patrick sitting in a chair engaging at me as I was to engaging in him we always had this sense of chemistry between us. And from there a single conversation took off and has changed our lives forever. Now in the beginning I told you I was Patrick’s first kiss and that was because when I had attended Mary‘s sweet 16 back in 1997 I had kissed this little chubby boy who is on his crutches due to a knee injury and that little chubby boy was my Patrick. I have been his first kiss... and will be his last.