We met at the copier at work.
Steve was flying in to IA from PA every week consulting for the company where I worked. After a few weeks of admiring him from afar I got up the nerve (thanks to my sister) to go talk to him....at the copier.
Long story short, we dated for a few months, his consulting job in IA ended and he was going to have to return to PA long term. We were disappointed and we talked a lot about what we should do. Steve being the free spirit that he is, said he would move to IL to be with me and find a job here. I won't lie, I was scared, but I took a leap of faith and agreed.
It was bumpy at first, a few arguments and threats to break up, but we learned quickly that we had something special that was worth fighting for. I'm so glad we stuck it out.
We got engaged and got married, everything was going how we dreamed it would...
Until we lost our first pregnancy, and our second. During those dark times, Steve helped me love myself even when I thought it was impossible. He was so strong and I will never forget how he took care of me. I know he was sad, scared, and probably angry but he never put his own needs before mine and he never thought of himself before he thought of me.
I've learned so much from Steve. How to communicate better, how to let things go, and how to really love someone. I'm a better person because of him and I don't know what I would do without him. I am a big believer in "everything happens for a reason" and I know that is the case with Steve and I.
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,
while loving someone deeply gives you courage." ~Lao Tzu