Ben's version: I'm stubborn and like lifting heavy things by myself, so it's pretty evident I'd meet a chiropractor at some point in my life. After meeting Jess I didn't bother looking at other chiropractors, and a year later when we matched on Tinder, my search for my other half was over as well. Our first year was a whirlwind of travel, and new experiences for both of us, and the more I learned about her, the more impressed I was. . . and more than once I tried a little too hard to impress her. Fortunately for me she's most impressed by kindness and sincerity, not material things. Over the last 4 1/2 years she has become my best friend, partner, and confidant, and I can no longer imagine my life without her in it. Jessica's version: After a first failed attempt to match online, Tinder corrected its algorithm. In good ethic, I made sure Ben was not a patient anymore before accepting his lunch business meeting (aka first date). Second date was slightly more exciting when he brought me up on my first small plane ride. But then he had to land unexpectedly due to the old plane trying to kill us. I was looking at Tinder profiles while he was fixing it enough for us to get back... After an early and hasty "let's just be friends" declaration, we celebrated hard on NYE and realized we really liked each other when we were not alert enough to think about everything that could go wrong. Within the next few years, Ben showed me that trust, joy, honesty, nerdiness and security can indeed all coexist. It became clear that we were stronger than what life could through at us. Getting married on NYE 2021 is, like Ben and I, imperfect in so many ways which makes it perfect.