So I wanted to tell mine and my husbands story...

9 years ago my family started a tradition of going camping in a tiny town called Rainier right after my moms baby brother died. It was a massive loss for my family and we wanted to make sure we would always have a time to stop and think about him and celebrate his memory. Well we got settled and set up in camp and my younger sister and I decided to take a walk and get the layout of the camp for our camping routine of night time hide and seek. We were walking on a narrow path when out of nowhere this tiny little guy comes rushing off a side path and barely missed me as he runs by. But the next guy to come off the path running was HUGE and he knocked me on my ass. He stops, apologizes, picks me up and tells me I'm pretty before he runs off after the other guy (his little brother). Later that night as we were sitting down for smores the same big guy comes walking up to our fire and offers his apologies again for hurting me. My mom offered for him to join us and that was the end of it. We were inseparable the whole week. Every year after that he always managed to be there at the same time we were. When we got older and had phones we kept in touch and after the 4th year we started dating. Well about a year after that he decided that he was having identity problems and thought he was gay but he didn't tell me that. He just walked away. We stayed friends online but rarely ever talked. He came out of the closet on Facebook and I was very accepting but he still refused to speak to me. I moved on and ended up with an endless line of "men" that would put me in the hospital on a weekly basis. Well the last one cheated on me and I had decided to give up, it was 5 days before Valentine's Day of 2014. On Valentine's Day I got this simple little message from a name I hadn't seen in years asking if we could talk. I said ok and I sat and listened to what he had to say after 3 years of no contact. It was all sketch to me. A gay man telling me that he had always loved me and that I was the only woman that made him feel like a man, I felt lied to. Well for the last 3 years of not talking he had never been camping when we had. He showed up that year and just like the first time it was instant. I knew I loved him and I knew that I would accept him and work through anything life threw at us. 5 months after we started dating again he said he had to marry me, that he never wanted to loose me again. 2 months after that we found out that we were pregnant and had lost the baby before we could even celebrate. It broke both of us. Then before we could even morn we were pregnant again. We are now expecting our little man in 4 weeks and our anniversary just a few short weeks after. Looking back I wouldn't change anything. We may have our ups and downs but this man is my world and I wouldn't trade him for anything.