The first time we met was at a bar called La Roca, just around the corner from where I lived at the time. The moment I walked in, I saw him—standing out effortlessly from the crowd, just as he always does. And in that instant, I knew: he was the most handsome man in the room. Meanwhile, I was wearing the least flirty sweater imaginable—not exactly the impression I had hoped to make. But maybe that was the point. Maybe it was fate. Maybe it was us. After a few drinks, one of his friends—Kort—came over and started chatting with us. The conversation flowed, mostly between him and my friends, while I quietly navigated my not-so-great English at the time. Then suddenly, he turned to me. He looked straight into my eyes… and asked for my phone number. And just like that—the rest was history. Months later, we fell in love. We moved in together. We shared simple joys—like vanilla ice cream runs. We adopted Kyra. We bought a house… and more importantly, we built a home (the actual building part—okay, that was mostly Tanner 😉). Now, here we are—living a life full of love, laughter, and joy. Because you know what they say… time flies when you’re having fun. ✨