This is Steve

Steve - part of my path to here

This is Steve.

Before anything else in my life, there was this love.

Steve was my great love. The kind of love that makes you realize JUST what love really means. The kind that shapes who you are, not just while it’s happening, but long after. We built a life together. We laughed easily. We said yes to adventure and to the quiet, ordinary days that somehow become the ones you remember most.

Losing him didn’t erase what we had.

It didn’t close a chapter.

It changed me. It deepened me. It taught me how wide love can stretch and still remain true.

For a long time, I thought love stories were linear - that they had a beginning, a middle, and an ending. What I’ve learned instead is that love doesn’t disappear when someone is gone. It carries forward. It informs what comes next.

Steve is not a memory I keep behind me.
He’s a part of me I carry with me.

This is part of my path to here.

Every life has a soundtrack. This is part of mine.