We met when we were sixteen under the bright lights of a concert. She was visiting and I was there with friends, just two teenagers who happened to cross paths that night. We didn’t know it then, but that moment would matter more than we could have imagined. For years, we stayed best friends and talked every single day no matter what was going on in our lives. Even when life pulled us in different directions and we grew into different versions of ourselves, we never lost touch. The connection was always there, steady and familiar. When life brought us back together, it felt natural, like picking up right where we left off. This time we were ready. What we have now did not rush or force its way in. It grew with us. This is our story, one that started at sixteen, built on friendship, and found its way back around at just the right time.