At 22 years old, recently graduated from college...I had a choice to make. Follow my fiercest, wildest dreams and move to New York City. Or choose love.

I chose New York. And me. I chose me.

And love came chasing after me all the way to New York from Houston. One thousand, seven hundred and ninety-three miles to be exact.

The Texan arrived in New York the same way I did. With a few suitcases. A smile. And a promise.