They say there’s an invisible string that ties two people who are meant to be together — a thread that stretches across time and circumstance, never breaking, only pulling two hearts closer until they finally meet. For us, that invisible string began weaving long before we ever swiped right. While Eric was a medical student doing his rotations at the health clinic, he often crossed paths with a kind social worker — my mom. They spoke a few times, unaware that their connection was quietly stitching the beginnings of our love story. Months later, Eric and I met on Hinge. What started as a simple conversation quickly felt like something more — something familiar, as if our hearts already knew each other. When I showed my mom photographs of the boy I had met, she smiled and said, “Wait… I know him.” In that moment, everything seemed to click —God had been gently guiding us toward one another all along. Looking back now, it’s clear that God had a hand in our story. From those first chance encounters at the clinic to our first date and every moment since, that invisible string has led us exactly where we were always meant to be — here, together, forever.