I was just waking up when my phone lit up. "I'm fine," read a text from my then-boyfriend.
I didn't really know what that meant and, still groggy, was satisfied to simply close my phone. We had been dating (mostly long distance) for only a few months and I had gotten home the night before from a weekend with him.
It was the first time I went to visit him at his university and my parents made the drive with me. My then-boyfriend and I spent a fantastic weekend together - he showed me around campus and we watched movies. When it came time for me to leave, he asked me to stay one more day. Of course, I couldn't. I had classes Monday morning and my parents were my ride. We were naive freshman, and it was April 15, 2007.