Our story begins on probably the worst dating app ever created - Tinder. Not out of desperation, but boredom. I saw this man that I found incredibly attractive and from that moment on we began talking. We were at the very beginning stages of quarantine, so we were limited on being able to meet each other. He had told me several times that he wanted to "wait for quarantine to end." We didn't wait for quarantine to end. In fact, we hung out the very next day. And ever since that day, we have been inseparable. We don't have an official "anniversary" because we have been together since we met. That is why we go off the date that we matched on Tinder. How romantic. I've known that this was the man who would be my husband from the day we met in person. I fell in love with his smile and dimples, his nose, his generosity, his instinct to provide, his work ethic, his humor, his voice, and so much more. I felt safe and like I could be myself. I have never met someone so for sure about me. I go to sleep every night knowing that I am loved by Zack. He puts me before anyone else in the world and for that I will forever be so grateful. I am beyond excited to marry this man. We have been through so much, defied odds, proven people wrong, worked through arguments, dealt with financial issues, death in families, and working on healing past traumas before knowing one another. We have gotten through all of this while loving each other strongly, and continuing to stay loyal to each other always. Zack if you are reading this, I love you and I love our ridiculous story.