With a swipe of our thumbs, we matched on Tinder. Not the most serious dating app, but hey, neither of us were looking for anything significant. We decided to go on our first date the day after my birthday (she didn’t know this). Esther invited me to Bond Bar, a cozy little spot in SF. She texts me “I’m here, can I order you a drink?” And I thought “damn, she beat me.” I asked her to get me a whiskey sour. I walked into Bond Bar and saw her immediately — quickly noticing that she was quite tall… and sooo handsome 😍 

And oh my god it was completely I’m-pathetically-in-love after that. I’m serious! I often joke and say I fell in love with Esther on our first date; and I think I did. She swooned me with her voice, the stories of her rich culture, and how deeply she cares about her family. On top of all of this, she was really… cool?? She was so well travelled, had a *spirited* social life, and showed up to our date wearing Wolverine boots sporting a fresh haircut. Our chemistry? Unquestionable. I remember even the bartender chiming in “You two look really good together.” 

One date turned into a dozen more, which led us to where we are now. We’re getting MARRIED (what??) Our love story continues and continues; some parts even turned into a book (ask E how I proposed to her). To say I have never had a love like this would be the truth, and how lucky am I that Esther is my reality. When my mom asked me, “what do you love most about Esther?” The only way I could describe my feelings were “Mom, I feel like a plant that keeps outgrowing its pot. Esther cares so deeply about me, nurtures my growth, and I know she completely adores me.” 

Together, we’ve crafted a life filled with meaning. We’ve intertwined our worlds and built a beautiful, thriving community. We’ve created a loving home where she literally wakes me up with smooches every morning. We’ve discussed the delicate balance of maintaining individuality while fostering interdependence. Future plans, once dismissed (read: marriage), are now a cherished reality. I don’t need Esther to live my life, but truthfully, I don’t want to. She turns my days into a love festival, and we both radiate main character energy (okay, maybe me a tad more) – why settle for anything less? 

Our wedding is the next chapter in our special story; a celebration magnified by the brilliant, joyful and loving people that surround us. And, as a fun twist of fate, Bond Bar, our humble beginning, now stands as a lesbian bar. You’re welcome.