We actually met through a mutual friend. Daisy had been referred to Jose for help with her taxes — nothing romantic about it at all. At the time, Daisy was living in Puerto Rico, and Jose was in New York. We had never met, and it was supposed to be just a quick, practical connection. But the funny thing is… the taxes were never completed. Instead, we kept talking. What started as a short chat turned into long conversations. It felt natural from the beginning. After a while, Daisy decided to take a leap of faith and fly to New York. On September 27th, Jose was waiting for her at JFK with coffee in hand, heart full of anticipation. And now, ten years later, here we are — still side by side, still writing our story together.