Carefully wrapping a pair of hiking boots, I placed my handwritten note on top. I can’t wait to walk the path of life together, I wrote.
It was the morning of my wedding to Gabby, then 26, and I couldn’t wait to call her my wife. We’d first met at the hospital where we both worked as nurses, almost three years earlier.
Bonding over our love of the outdoors, and the fact we were both going through divorces, we leant on each other for