The way we met on Tinder was something that hints serendipity. I had not change my location settings or my age settings from what the default program gives you, so Marc kind of read between the lines, because there’s a 10-year age difference and we lived almost 100 miles apart. We did match, but neither of us was taking it seriously—at least to my knowledge. Marc message me, and we talked for a while, and everything just kind of snowballed, all of our baggage, out right away so we could see if it was even worth holding onto the conversation. I gave him my phone number and he sent me a message right away—thinking it was a joke. And that was it. We just conversed nonstop day and night, and we went on our first date a few weeks later. We went on a walk around the city, headed to the park, and we put wine in water bottles and had a picnic.
Although neither of us was looking for anything serious, we kept hanging out regularly and it just happened without either of us taking notice. I have a son from a past relationship as I was a teenager, ant they met and instantly hit it off. I knew from the first date that I was attracted to Marc. I had to thank the babysitter for not showing up during our second date—I believe she was too busy with her Wild Jackpots Casino free spins at the time—which led to Marc meeting my son. I couldn’t leave the house a lot at the time. And you’re not going to meet somebody at a bar if you have a 10-year old kid. So he kind of saved me from meeting a lot of potential failures.
Fast forward to a year of dating, he proposed, but we had already been talking about getting hitched for a few months prior. He had met my son, so we had to ask if there was something to look forward to. Is it worth dating and building a relationship with Marvin, my son? We decided along the way that it was worth it. I’m more than grateful that this happened. I don’t know what I had done to deserve a life as beautiful as this, but I’m here to enjoy the ride.