We met when the world lost its touch. And just like everyone else's lives around us, we can honestly say our world's were in flux. New homes, transitioning careers and the world telling us to stay inside and enjoy our beers in front of the television with our housemates. We took a chance. Our first date was at Twenty First Ave Kitchen and Bar. In the back patio and socially distanced, Jackie ordered a Grapefruit Stiegl Radler and Marcus ordered a beer so hoppy that when Jackie tried it she squinted and said "no". After hours of conversation we walked down 21st and Jackie tripped in her cowboy boots. It was then when Marcus knew that she was the "one". For Jackie, it was more of a slow burn, but she said "I love you" first. In our three years together we survived a pandemic, a car bomb, and crazy affluent tag artists in the bay. We flooded our kitchen in our new house, lost our dog (and found him again) and crashed numerous cars. There is nothing that life can throw at us that we can't take.