Well...I suppose it's my turn?

I am still laughing at Kyle's post about how we met. Here is my side of the story: To say we met in an unconventional way would be a huge understatement. You see, I had this love/hate relationship with a game called Counterstrike. I can thank my brother for showing me the game that would ultimately lead me to the love of my life.

In the game, I had just learned this new way of "knifing" players in Counterstrike (which is pretty humiliating) and thought I would try it out on this cocky guy named "sik" that I had seen around on the servers I played on regularly. So we were the last two alive in the round and I managed to knife him into oblivion. He thought it was a fluke and came back for more the next round. Time and again he would lose to me and my trusty blade. I could tell he was getting mad and the last I heard from him that day was a rather rude reference to women, knives and staying in the kitchen. I about fell out of my chair laughing, but somehow I knew wherever he was in the world he must have been just livid that a chick with a pixel knife worked him over good.

Days passed and I didn't see him around again, but I had previously made friends with some people that he knew and we played together regularly. I joined their teamspeak channel (A place where people playing games together can chat during the game using a mic/headset). and "sik" pops in. He doesn't say much and I don't have anything to say to him either. I carried on as usual just having fun with whomever was in the channel at the time, until he finally put two and two together and I get a message in the game typed: "Sorry for the kitchen comment thing - that was out of line". I think to myself: I can respect someone that apologizes. Because you see; in this game, the masses are mostly made up of adolescent boys or men who act like adolescents. The last thing you would expect to hear is an apology from anyone! So that was the ice breaker. We became friends quickly because we found that we had ALOT in common - aside from Counterstrike even (haha).

Kyle and I talked alot online over the period of a year or so. My life at the time was riddled with challenges, obstacles and depression (which many never knew about). He was a friend who never judged me and always gave me something to be optimistic about - most importantly he showed me how important it was to lean on my faith in God.

Kyle is a very special person and for me to try and explain how wonderful he is in just one paragraph would never do him justice. He has helped make me stronger, happier, and more confident than I have ever been in my life. I give my eternal thanks to God for him.

Today, it's been over 2 years since Kyle moved to California to be closer to me and when I look back on the past I regret none of it. I am thankful today for the hardships we faced and the challenges we overcame - both of which made us stronger together.

Written by Samara.