To The Boy Who Changes Everything: Falling in Love Wasn’t Part of the Plan
Today, I pause in gratitude.
To say Happy Birthday, Nate (Nathaniel).
Thank you for loving me the way I didn’t know was possible. For being steady when life felt uncertain. For walking beside me—never ahead of me, never behind me—on this bridge we now share.
The chapter on us isn’t just about falling in love.
It’s about what love makes possible next.
And that story continues… ❤️
When I wrote the chapter about falling in love with Nate Moore, I wasn’t trying to write a love story.
I was telling the truth.
At that point in my life, love felt risky. I had survived enough chapters where trust came at a cost, and vulnerability felt like something to guard instead of give. I wasn’t looking for someone to save me. I wasn’t searching for a fairytale. I was learning how to stand on my own bridge—steady, strong, and certain of who I was becoming.
And then Nate walked into my life.
What unfolded loud but it was a rush. It was patient. Grounded. Safe in a way I had never known before. Loving Nate wasn’t about being rescued—it was about being seen. Fully. Honestly. Without needing to perform or prove my worth.
The chapter exists because falling in love with Nate changed the way I understood love itself. It wasn’t chaos. It wasn’t fear disguised as passion. It was consistency. It was showing up. It was choosing each other on ordinary days, not just the monumental ones.
Marrying Nate wasn’t the ending of my story—it was the beginning of a new kind of strength.
As readers move into Part 2 of Angel on a Bridge, our relationship becomes an integral thread in the healing, the growth, and the purpose that unfolds next. Love doesn’t erase the past—but it reshapes how you carry it. Nate didn’t try to fix my story. He honored it. And in doing so, he became part of it.
Our love is woven into Part 2 because it represents what happens when you stop surviving and start living. When you choose partnership over protection. When you allow joy to coexist with scars.
