We first met fresh out of high school at A&M University- Corpus Christi. We were together for a few years, and after splitting up I ended up in Houston after graduating, and Matthew naturally found his way, via a boat ride, to Oahu. After 10 or so years I get a Facebook message from an old mutual friend of ours with a picture of a gun asking if I recognized it. Sure enough, it was my mothers old pistol that I inherited from her after she passed when I was 16. Turns out that Matt's father, Dave Sullivan, had found it in an old gun case and never could figure out where it came from. Matt decided to move home to Port Aransas, TX to be close to family again for a while. When Dave asked him about the gun and if he knew anything about, Matt remembered that he had put it in there for safe keeping when we were dating. He had our friend reach out to me for him, since he didn't have Facebook. I drove down from Houston to get it from him and we ended up spending the entire day together. We fell in love all over again. All we needed was a 10 year break to become the best versions of ourselves for each other so that we could get it right, and have the beautiful life together that we were meant to have.