Meeting Jacob
Jacob and I had only met a few months after the doctors had said that he would permanently reside in a wheelchair. With minimal hope of recovery, Jacob had accepted his fate, but shortly thereafter, he met me. He had been wheeling himself at a bookstore but was unable to reach one of the books. We got to talking from thereon, and I knew we were meant to be. This was a true connection of hearts, minds and undeniable chemistry.