Very romantic. Our first date my husband (then date) laughed at me when I asked if he was going to get the car for me, then, I had to walk about 1/2 mile to the car in the freezing cold. Nice!
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Very romantic. Our first date my husband (then date) laughed at me when I asked if he was going to get the car for me, then, I had to walk about 1/2 mile to the car in the freezing cold. Nice!
And no I am not referring to Batman and Robin. I am referring to you!
I like stories and I know a lot of you on here are married or(and?) have significant others. How did you meet? How long have you been together? What is YOUR story?
He clunked me over the head with his club and took me back to his cave!
in the voice of Margaret White (Carrie's crazy-azz mom)
. . .And I liked it . . .I liked it and then we PRAYED!
That story goes well with your avatar!!!!
All these stories are so neat.....
alas, the only dynamic duo in my life is chocolate and peanut butter......
alas, the only dynamic duo in my life is chocolate and peanut butter......
Best story ever.
My husband and i met back in high school in 11th grade (2005). I had just came to the school and i was new and he was the first person to talk to me there when i didnt know anyone.
we became good friends and after a while he asked me out and we were dating for several years untill he asked me to marry him and we got married in may 2011.
I honestly can't see my self with anyone else but him we have been through alot together.
we became good friends and after a while he asked me out and we were dating for several years untill he asked me to marry him and we got married in may 2011.
I honestly can't see my self with anyone else but him we have been through alot together.
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
Did he get to see your 'dirty pillows'?
I smelled the whiskey on his breath. Then he took me. He took me, with the stink of filthy roadhouse whiskey on his breath, and I liked it. I liked it!
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I really love your last spoiler . . .one of my favorite lines!
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
I seem to recall you quoting that one in the past (but sometimes I think my memory is starting to go).
Can't believe I missed this thread before! Such amazing stories. Y'all are giving me hope for the human race. 
My husband and I met back in 2008. We were both with other people--I was married to mine--but his girlfriend and I worked together, and since I was close friends with the girlfriend's sister, we all became friends. (My husband has since confessed that the first time he saw me, he did a double take. I was at work, in uniform, and his girl was standing right next to him, but he still saw something that made him look twice at me. Go figure.
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Anyway, the years passed, and in late 2010 his girlfriend of 5 years dumped him out of the blue. He was devastated, and my then-husband and I were there for him as much as we could be. But as 2010 became 2011, it started being me that was there for him, even though he still interacted with my husband and daughter.
And as time went on, he started being there for me. My marriage had been in trouble from the get-go, and I was exhausted from trying to hold the pieces together all by myself. My in-laws and husband had succeeded in completely effing over my identity, to the point where I barely knew who I was anymore.
But this guy...this friend...he made me remember myself. More, he accepted me. No one had ever accepted me before, and here was this guy, broken-hearted and hurting, who made me feel safe. He showed me what life should be like, and the best part was, he had no idea. He was just being himself, no agenda. And I fell in love with him because of it. He was everything I wanted; kind, caring, helpful, he listened, he was good with my little girl. He was (and is) the sort of guy most women would kill for.
And, unbeknownst to me, he felt the same for me. That year we spent together as friends showed us both what we'd been missing in life. Only problem? We went about things aaalll wrong and suffered a two-year hiatus because of it.
But time passed, we both grew up a lot, and life eventually decided we needed to quit acting like children and talk to each other again.
When he showed up on my doorstep on January 5, 2014, I took one look at him and knew; it didn't matter how much time had passed. It didn't matter that I'd convinced myself that I was "over him". It didn't even matter that losing him had very nearly killed me.
One look in his eyes, and all the love I'd held for him was there like it had never gone.
And here we are, nearly four months into 2015, with a beautiful son added to our little family.
I don't know what I would do without my husband now. I look into his eyes every day, and that overwhelming love for him just keeps getting stronger. I only hope we're blessed enough to keep this marriage going for decades.
My husband and I met back in 2008. We were both with other people--I was married to mine--but his girlfriend and I worked together, and since I was close friends with the girlfriend's sister, we all became friends. (My husband has since confessed that the first time he saw me, he did a double take. I was at work, in uniform, and his girl was standing right next to him, but he still saw something that made him look twice at me. Go figure.
)Anyway, the years passed, and in late 2010 his girlfriend of 5 years dumped him out of the blue. He was devastated, and my then-husband and I were there for him as much as we could be. But as 2010 became 2011, it started being me that was there for him, even though he still interacted with my husband and daughter.
And as time went on, he started being there for me. My marriage had been in trouble from the get-go, and I was exhausted from trying to hold the pieces together all by myself. My in-laws and husband had succeeded in completely effing over my identity, to the point where I barely knew who I was anymore.
But this guy...this friend...he made me remember myself. More, he accepted me. No one had ever accepted me before, and here was this guy, broken-hearted and hurting, who made me feel safe. He showed me what life should be like, and the best part was, he had no idea. He was just being himself, no agenda. And I fell in love with him because of it. He was everything I wanted; kind, caring, helpful, he listened, he was good with my little girl. He was (and is) the sort of guy most women would kill for.
And, unbeknownst to me, he felt the same for me. That year we spent together as friends showed us both what we'd been missing in life. Only problem? We went about things aaalll wrong and suffered a two-year hiatus because of it.
But time passed, we both grew up a lot, and life eventually decided we needed to quit acting like children and talk to each other again.
When he showed up on my doorstep on January 5, 2014, I took one look at him and knew; it didn't matter how much time had passed. It didn't matter that I'd convinced myself that I was "over him". It didn't even matter that losing him had very nearly killed me.
One look in his eyes, and all the love I'd held for him was there like it had never gone.
And here we are, nearly four months into 2015, with a beautiful son added to our little family.
I don't know what I would do without my husband now. I look into his eyes every day, and that overwhelming love for him just keeps getting stronger. I only hope we're blessed enough to keep this marriage going for decades.