Jack and I met on Tinder back in 2014. Funny and coincidentally enough, his best friend downloaded Tinder on his phone, convincing him to try it out. For me, one of my oldest friends also convinced me to download the app and try it out. We have smart friends that I guess somehow knew this could lead to a lucky “swipe right”, and oh did it! Our first date was 2 weeks after that “swipe right”. We met for drinks and ended up dancing the night away to Motown being DJ’d at a local bar (Beauty Bar in Denver that has since closed). We immediately connected on our love of Motown music and that we both were regulars on these nights, but never remembered seeing each other there. We also had our first kiss this night, and we continue to argue who kissed who first and will probably continue this argument for the rest of our lives as we swear the other one went in for the kiss first.
From this first date, our interest and then love in one another grew immensely over the years. We moved in together after a few years and got our 1st pet – a french bulldog named Hodor, who is now almost 4 years old. He now runs our lives and our household and we wouldn’t have it any other way. Jack and I were on vacation in Puerto Vallarta for our 5 year anniversary. Everyone kept telling me he was going to propose, and I kept responding with “No way!”, because we agreed to pick out a ring together at some point. Well, I was wrong! He proposed after dinner one night, in the moonlight, on the balcony of a restaurant overlooking the ocean, with his great grandmother’s engagement ring on September 3, 2019. I was shocked. Of course I said, “Yes!”.
