Post # 1
Im a major sucker for love stories! So excited to hear all of yours!
I always expected that falling in love with my one-true-absolutely-this-is-it person would take time. Our first date was at Christmastime, we held hands and had dinner and walked around looking at Christmas lights. I remember feeling like I had known him my entire life. He words it perfectly whenever we talk about it, “I felt like I’d been missing you. Like you had been away somewhere and you were finally back”. I swear my heart knew him right away.
I knew he was my person A month after we started dating. We were laying in bed talking about something when I had this sudden blinding realization that I was more content in that moment than I had ever been in my life, and that he was the missing part of me I’d had no idea I was looking for. What really confirmed it, though, was when he suddenly stopped talking and said, without any kind of prompting, “What if this is it? I think you might be it”. I like to think there’s a reason we happened to be thinking the same thing at the same time 😉
so tell me, bees! Did you have a “moment”? What happened?
Post # 2
When he became the first man to ACTUALLY give me an orgasm.
Post # 3
I am guffawing to myself in my office. AMEN TO THAT
Post # 4
Fiance and I had a very rough start to our relationship. I attribute it to being young and stupid. There were break ups and makeups, a few years later I moved in then I moved out.. There was never really an “ah ha” moment. But, we have many couple-friends who always comment on how we never fight. Are we perfect? No. We argue but we argue privately. If he makes me mad when we are with friends I keep my mouth shut until we get home and then we talk about it. But those little comments about how “perfect” we are together certainly makes me appreciate ‘us.’ 🙂
Post # 5
Such a sweet story! I had a feeling he was “the one” before we even started dating! We were in Grade 9 and he was new to the school and he stopped me in the middle of the hallway to tell me that he loved my shirt.. lol to which I distinctively remembering.. wow there is something special about this stranger! I didn’t know what, but I knew he would be part of my life somehow! Throughout high school we were distant friends who obviously liked each other, but didn’t start dating until after high school! Been together almost 7 years now!
Post # 6
Im still trying to figure that out.
Post # 7
I knew he was the one after we “broke up” and he came to my house with a note and a mix CD because yes we are that sappy. We sat on my front porch, for at least an hour. We just talked for a while and I explaned to him that I was really scared of commitment and he said that he understood. At that moment I knew he was the one I would marry just because he brokedown my walls and made me feel safe.
Post # 8
- Wedding: April 2019 - Undecided
I knew when I just didn’t want to sleep without him ever. I’ve always been horrible at sharing a bed..GOD awful actually. Hated sharing sheets, not stretching, the heatof someone else.. grr. AWFUL! But with him I absolutely hate sleeping alone lol so muchy but true.
Post # 9
I knew he was the one about 18months before he even made me officially his girlfriend. When we met, he was 3months out of an 8year broken engagement and wasn’t ready for another relationship – Even though we were inseperable anyway! I just went along with it. In the first month of knowing him I was laying in my bed alone and just had an epiphany – He’s the one. I couldn’t get to sleep until I sketched a wedding dress… It was REALLY weird.
Post # 10
I knew he was the one since we first had sex. It was the first time I actually didn´t feel embarrassed of being naked infront of a guy. I just felt comfortable with him and I knew right there that this time it was going to be different.
Post # 11
That’s so sweet! I don’t have one stand-out moment of knowing my Fiance was “the one.” Wet moved from a friendship to a fling to a relationship to love steadily but quickly. But I do remember once about a month or two into our relationship when we were laying in bed together one morning and he said, “I could just look at you all day.” I had no makeup on and didn’t look my best, so I knew the sentiment wasn’t just “You are pretty” but more “You are special to me.” At that second, I knew I loved him. How could you not?!
A few days later I just had to tell him I loved him. We were in bed (all the best things happen in bed!) at night and I was trying to muster up the courage to drop the L bomb for the first time. Either I’m transparent or he’s super in-tune with my thoughts, but he said, “You look like you have something you want to say.” Well I totally chickened out, beat around the bush for a good half hour trying to get the words out of my mouth but was just too nervous. It got to the point that he started laughing at me for being so weird and he finally said, “Will it help if I tell you that I’m in love with you?” It was highly embarrassing but so, so sweet.
Post # 12
I’ve told this story on here before, but here it is again: I think the first time I really admitted it to myself was when I was living in China; I’d accepted a teaching position for one semester to pay for my grad school shortly after we started dating…At the time I accepted the job, we weren’t serious enough that I would ever consider turning down the opportunity, but there was a 6-month gap between accepting the position and actually leaving, so by the time I left, we’d grown so close that it was hard to actually get on the plane.
About halfway through the semester, I was out wirh a friend and we talked about how I was sure he was going to propose when I got home. I just had a feeling that I would get off a plane and he’d be there on bended knee (spoiler alert…it took almost three more years. lol). So, before I left China, I went shopping for the perfect “coming home” outfit that would be cute and comfy enough to survive a 13-hour flight.
All my plans ended up being worthless, though…less than an hour after takeoff from Beijing to Chicago, food poisoning hit. It was awful. I spent nearly the whole flight in the restroom; as soon as I’d start to feel better and try to rest in my seat, I’d be running down the aisle. I ended up ruining the clothes I’d picked out and having to change into a cheap souvineer T-shirt because it was the only thing in my carryon (poor planning on my part). By the time I made it home, I was a mess….Fiance took me back to his apartment and spent the next two full weeks nursing me back to health (the whole first week, he slept on the couch so that I had the bed to myself to rest).
So, I had known a while before then that I wanted to marry him…but those first weeks back sealed the deal. Even if I did end up waiting for a crazy amount of time for him to realize it too. 🙂
Post # 13
This got soooo long, sorry…
Lol, before we started dating. We were friends but I had a crush on him the *whole* time (which I found out was mutual!!). I’d make all the excuses to see him and we’d IM at work all day (we work for the same company) and text all night. He apparently tried to drop hints that he liked me but I thought/think SOOO highly of him that I thought surely he was out of my league.
One night we were texting, and he said his friend made him re-open his YouTube channel where he sings song covers because he’s a fabulous singer/guitarist. Of course I asked to watch them, and he fake-reluctantly gave me the link, so I watched them. They were all about being in love with someone who doesn’t know or just love songs. I listened to him sing “In These Arms” by the Swell Season and I knew.
This sounds so cheesy but I’ll never be able to accurately describe what it felt like but it was like someone took a defibrillator to my heart. I just knew I had found my person. I remember sitting on my couch listening to him sing to me, and I’ve never felt something so clearly. Of course I found out after we started dating that he had spent weeks recording and perfecting them so he could show them to me to tell me how he felt.
I asked him to come over to my apartment that Friday and the rest is history.
PS In These Arms will be our wedding song!
Post # 14
I did know 100% for sure for sure though after I had major surgery 3 months into dating and he took care of me, like better than my own mother had ever taken care of me (and she’s a great mom!). That’s when it was like, I want this man to be the one I get old and saggy with
Post # 15
I think I knew when I realized I wanted to marry him and have kids with him. My parents are long divorced and my dad has been married twice more since, and there’s been a lot of deep family disfunction and tragedy throughout my life, so while I never really considered myself “messed-up” the idea of a traditional family just wasn’t something I’d ever really dared to hope for for myself… I’ve always marched to the beat of my own drum so I kind of figured I’d be that traveling writer type that’s in a stable relationship but didn’t want/need to get married or have kids, and for most of my 20’s that was the plan I was 100% okay with it.
Then I met my S/O and I wanted EVERYTHING with him, and the day I put him on the plane for a 7-month deployment we were both crying and SO upset… I kind of told myself then, like, “Yup… You’re gonna marry that Marine. Jesus H. Christ.” LOL.
We’ve had a break-up since then, made-up and are now seriously talking engagement, but even after he’d broken-up with me and we weren’t even speaking I never really believed myself when I would say it was over and that I just needed to move on.
We balance each other out in all the ways we both need to be the best versions of ourselves and it’s just a crazy amazing feeling <3