We have crossed paths and missed each other a million times. In 2017 I was in LPN school right down the street from his station where he had ran several calls at the school. Between the years of 2017-2020 we lived 5 miles from each other and even shopped at the same grocery store. In March of 2020 we both worked at camp Cashman a medical facility for homeless Covid patients..... I worked nights and he worked days, while I was clocking in he was clocking out. I believe the universe brought us together several times and yet it seemed that no matter how close we got we always missed each other. 2020 was a hard year for me. I was working a full time job and going to nursing school. The year seemed like it was only full of lows. October of 2020 I closed on my first house and put every last penny I had toward the closing costs. I quickly realized I had nothing left over for movers. I was desperate and in tears because my lease at my rental was coming to an end and all the utilities were getting switched over leaving me with no power and no running water. In a mutual friends garage one night I impulsively asked Kyle who I only knew by the name Bambi if he had any tools to take apart my furniture and if he'd be willing to help me. Surprisingly he said yes without hesitation. A couple days later he came over to my disaster of a rental and took apart all my furniture and even offered to help move it all with his truck for FREE. The next several weeks we spent everyone of his off days together moving all my stuff across town. We were both struggling emotionally throughout those weeks for different reasons. One night on my couch in my disaster of a new house he divulged some of the darkest parts of himself with no hesitation, he trusted me. It was on that night on my half put together couch that I fell in love with him, all of him, even the parts he hated about himself. We haven't spent a day apart since that night and I wouldn't have it any other way.