We met each other through Tinder. I had stopped talking to everyone on all platforms. You were insistent and asked why I had stopped talking to you. I explained that you had done nothing wrong and talked to you all day. By the end of my shift, you asked if you could drive me home. I agreed. You seemed harmless. (A big bonus was that you were in Boy Scouts, and I figured that you were safe). We drove and, on the way, home we both decided to go for coffee...well tea. I kind of guessed that was a good sign. I love tea.

We talked and talked about everything and everything. Around midnight, we decided that maybe he should take me home. However, when we got back, we talked more and more until it was late. Over the next few weeks, we kept getting together, I made you buns and lasagna (one of your favorites).

You got me interested in your favorite hobby. Airsoft has helped bring us together, as much as that sounds silly. It has given me confidence that I can play, and I am good enough to hide and not get shot or shoot and try to hit someone.

You have stood by me through building stuff together. I have learned a lot of skill building, power tools and that it is okay to try and make mistakes. I even have my own set of tools now.

Also, you were there throughout my brother's passing. You took the time to talk to my brother for hours on end even though you've never met him. I know that he gave you his blessing.

Teaching me how to drive a tractor, side by side, and snowmobiles. As well, I have also learned how to switch attachments and mow the grass. I even helped change the fuel filter on my truck. You have helped give me the confidence that I have needed to preform these tasks and many more.

You help complete me and keep me learning and growing.