On Christmas Day, Chris gave me a ticket to space and a full space suit as Christmas gifts. He insisted I put on my space suit (complete with helmet) and meet him at the bottom of the stairs. I found him waiting at the top of the stairs in his own space suit and helmet. He brought me up to one of our spare bedrooms, where he had darkened the room and set up a star projector. The second time we had met, Chris asked me if I had to choose between going into space or meeting the man of my dreams, which I would choose. I said going into space, of course. As we stood there looking at the stars, Chris got down on one knee and said that he brought me to space so I wouldn't have to choose between space and him. He wanted me to have both. He is truly the perfect person for me.