As a shy fifteen-year-old, Chrissy arrived at summer camp for her first time. Alex ran up to her that afternoon and asked for her name. He was trying to learn the name of every camper. That night, when he was able to name every person sitting around the bonfire, Chrissy was impressed. But what is vastly more impressive, is how Chrissy and Alex’s teenage summer crush endured separate towns, states, and colleges. It endured through high school hormones, college transformations, and post-grad slump. And this summer, 10 years (to the day) since they met, they will commit to loving one another through the rest of this rollercoaster we call life. Though I suspect they will take it in stride.