It started with a match on Tinder.
A “hi x” from me.
A simple “hi” (no kiss) from Joel.
That first Friday night, we started talking at 9:40pm and didn’t stop until 3am.
Most people might’ve run a mile after hearing the chaos his ex was causing.
But I didn’t.
I listened. I stayed. And maybe that was the first sign — that I was already in deeper than either of us realised.
It’s been such a quick year.
I was the one who said I love you first — because the truth is, that very first night, I fell for him. Hook, line, and sinker.
I knew from that first night that he was special. That we were special.
And, as I always do, I prepped myself for it to end.
Because nothing that good ever seems to last.
Except — this did.
Our first meeting was supposed to be the Saturday after we matched. But Joel asked if I’d come over on Monday morning instead — 9am, since I worked right next door.
So I showed up with coffee.
We ended with a hug.
And I walked away convinced he wouldn’t fancy me.
Then came the text. His sense of humour already shining through:
“Joel has left the chat.”
From there, everything just… unfolded.
We played it cool at first. Didn’t let the kids know.
And when they did find out — by a twist of fate in both cases — it was as “Mum’s friend” or “Dad’s friend.”
We gave them time. Let them see us as people before we dropped the bombshell.
Because it was never just about us. It was about them, too.
Joel treats Tilly like his own, while still respecting the boundaries that matter.
It’s a balance not everyone could manage, but he does it with such care.
And for that, I’ll always be grateful.
Joel’s highlights?
He remembers me buying him coffee rum for our “one week Tinder anniversary.”
That first picture I sent him at my mum’s — and how now, he’s actually been there.
The thought I put into his birthday presents.
My kindness.
The chats that never seem to end.
Before Joel, I don’t think I really knew what it felt like to be loved.
Which is sad, when I think about it.
But it makes this — us — all the more powerful. Because now I know.
Now we’re planning our future.
Our Gravethorn Summer House.
Our blended family.
And even though it’s only been a year, I can’t imagine life without him in it.
It hasn’t been the easiest year — we’ve both had our share of shit.
But we’ve come through it even stronger.
We’ve had nights out, lunch breaks, coffee and ice cream.
Too many films to count.
A few tears, but a whole year of smiles and laughter.
Joel is my best friend, my safe place, my soulmate.
We are tied together by our red thread, unbreakable and meant to be.
And I am so, so glad fate decided to bring us together.