It started with a chance. The timing was luck. The place was picked out and agreed upon; we met each other at a restaurant called Paulette's on Mud Island in West Memphis. I got there one minute late; she had already texted me that she had already arrived. I was still driving. Finally parked moments later and walked in. There was the person I had been praying for and hoping for all these years. All those long nights wondering if love was meant for me. And there love was just waiting for me to enter. As I said in the beginning, chance and luck decided it was my time.

It is amazing how delicate life is with so many moments and choices; imagine if I decided to join the dating community a week later than when I did. Isn't it amazing how life wanted us to meet and talk to each other? Now, we are devoting ourselves to life!