When I met Chuck the weather was cold, the wind blowing harsh and relentless, and the buds on the trees were not daring to hope for warmer weather and an early spring. In fact, it was a very frost Spring, not just the weather, but all the forces around us trying to keep us apart. I think the only people in the whole world who wanted to see us together were our parents. Funny, isn't it? Parents usually dont want to see their children growing up and growing loved. But our parents, his and mine, but supported us from the beginning. They stood by us, helped us when those would pry us apart and wreck our fragile world, so young. Now we are together, stronger now it seems, but still fragile. We still have enemies, though I don't understand why. We did nothing but be together. We stepped on no feet, only those in our enemies heads. And for some reason they feel justified in doing the things they do. They shouldn't. It is now almost Winter. The weather cold, and just as unrelenting. And once again we will enter the most fragile of seasons, Spring. That is when our baby will be born, and I cant wait. Let those who care to admit think what they will. And so what if they foresaw nothing but this life for us both? I would scoff at them. It is nothing but fate, and I am sure it is perfectly timed. Come what may...All you need is love.