There comes a certain moment in everyone’s life, when everything finally begins to fall into place after being hazy for so long. All the late nights and constant worrying seems so insignificant in the end, and in the grand scheme of things, you start to realize that everything really does happen for a reason.

I’ve been staring at my laptop screen for the last hour, pouring over my thoughts and trying to come up with a past experience that was so life changing and spectacular, it was worth your time to read. And coincidently the same event kept pushing towards the front of my mind.

It was the Spring Break of my senior year, and a bunch of us had decided to meet up at the Austin Rodeo one night to see what all the fuss was about. I was 18 years old without a care in the world and nobody tying me down, because what was the point if we were all leaving soon? That had been my mentality for so long, and I never knew how quickly that could change until I met him.

We all went from tent to tent, swaying to the music with the distinct smell of free smoked barbeque hanging in the air. But while everyone was pulled towards the possibilities the night presented, I was constantly pulled towards him. What was it about this tall dark haired boy that caused my insides to feel like they were on fire, when they had been dormant for so long? Was it his charisma? The way his laugh seemed to fill up every empty corner of the night? After swallowing as much air as my lungs could possibly hold and many encouraged shoves from my best friend, I was able to get up the courage to say hi. And since then, I have never looked back.

They say that you never know the biggest day of your life is actually going to be the biggest. It’s the regular days, the ones that start out normal, those are the days that end up being the best. The best loves are the ones that sneak up on us unexpectedly and consume you. Mine came out of nowhere, and I’ve never been more pleasantly surprised.