I dated my wife in college 24 years ago. I was 4 months from graduating when we met. We dated and I stuck around for a couple months after graduation but the whole world was ahead of me and I had a plan, I left. She had 2 more years of school left, and was on a soccer scholarship, so she wasn't about to mess that up for me. I moved 8 hours away and we tried to make it work but that was before email and cell phones, the distance was too much. That was 1998.
Fast forward to about 2005 when Facebook came around, we got back in touch and stayed in touch. We would cross paths every couple of months or years and shoot the $h!t. In the meantime she got married to an awful human being and had a kid. That ended badly.
In January 2018 I had the most vidid dream of my life, it was about her. I had not talked to her in a couple years. I immediately messaged her and we started talking. She had been living in Brooklyn, NY for the last 16 years at the time and was ready to get out. She came to visit and I asked her to move down to the country to live with me. That was in January, by June 2018 her and her 6 year old son were living with me. We just got married in March.