inspired me to write my love story, (I kept it short and sweet) and I thought I'd share it with all of you.

Left photo: My Junior Prom, 2005. Right photo: Milan, Italy 2010

I fell in love at 14 years old. I was a freshman, he was a senior, and I was really scared of how much I loved him. When I was done with high school we moved to San Francisco to go to college, got our first apartment, then our second, and then I was tortured by the realization that I needed to study abroad my senior year.

Before I moved to England my mom gave me some really good advice. She told me that love has a way of working itself out, that if we were meant to be together we would be, and if we weren't, then it was as good a time as ever to find out.

In the months leading up to my departure we started really living and appreciating one another and the time we had left together. Saying goodbye to him was the hardest thing I have ever done. But he was supportive of my big adventure and worked hard to save money so he could eventually join me, but he made me pick the day. I left in September and chose March for him to come.

While apart we learned to truly communicate and soon decided that we never wanted to be apart again. Before he came to England he moved to Hawaii to work for my parents, and while there he asked them for my hand in marriage.

Our reunion was beautiful. We spent a few days in Ireland, then went back to my home in England, and then we were apart again when I went to Italy with my soccer team, but he met me there and we got engaged in Florence. And then we got to spend the next three months traveling Europe.

And now we're back in San Francisco and planning our wedding. We're getting married on my parent's farm three days shy of our nine year anniversary.

What's your favorite love story?