Of all the places... Tinder. Aaron and I first matched and started talking July 31st, 2016. We talked a little through the app then quickly exchanged numbers. We ended up chatting late into the night and had planned a date for the following Friday to meet in person. The next morning, Aaron text and asked if I would be up for dinner that night rather than waiting until Friday. I, of course, agreed. That whole day went so slow. I was excited and terrified to meet Aaron in person. I clearly remember when I read his profile on Tinder and saw all of his pictures, I thought to myself, "this guy is way out of my league" followed by "ehhh what'll it hurt"? Now, this amazing and handsome man wants to meet up (rather quickly) and have dinner with .... me? "Is he a serial killer? He's a serial killer, I'm not going." So many crazy thoughts that day. My amazing friends talked my crazy down and I decided to go on the date. Aaron loves to tell the part where I almost left and occasionally I still get from my favorite humble Aaron, "and to think, you almost left this". Ahhhh one of the many reasons I love that man so much. Anywho, Aaron finally finds a parking space and as we walk toward each other for the first time it was a feeling I don't think either of us will ever forget. Watching the slow smile form on his face, the immediate need to embrace in a hug, and the familiarity of it all was overwhelming. "Oh, there you are, I've been waiting" kind of moment. We ate, drank, laughed, I even cried slightly, and just put all of our cards on the table. We connected in a way I don't think either of us thought was possible. We understood each other, immediately. No words can do justice to what we both felt then and continue to feel every single day.