My fiance and I met when we were 13 at a summer camp… and he was my first love =) He was my first kiss too.. but we were young and silly and my parents found out about us and there was hell to pay! We were friends all through high school, and he was there for me through everything. He always told me that one day, when we were mature enough, we’d end up together and I was always so unsure of how he could be so sure.
And then the summer before grade 12 rolled around, and I called him late one night while out with my friend (we were reminiscing about the past) and several months later, after lots of unofficial dates, he took me out to the movies, held my hand and – halfway through the movie – gave me my second first kiss with him.
We knew right away how special what we had was, and he met my parents a week later and we became inseperable. I mean we would meet up before school, between classes, and then we’d go to my house for dinner and stay together til 9 or 10 pm. That Christmas, my family was going away and I was still insecure about our relationship (I had never dated anyone else seriously) and he gave me something just before I left, to show me how committed he was to me – a beautiful white gold wedding band, with an engraving on the inside, as a promise ring – a promise to marry me.
Fast forward a month and we were picking universities together that had both of our programs. My parents decided to buy us a condo instead of having us live separately (as they knew we’d be sleeping at one person’s or the others all the time anyway) and just like that, we were moving in together at the beginning of first year at university, just shy of our one year anniverary.
Living with him was easier than I could ever have imagined, and I can honestly say that we care for each other so well. We finished first year at the top of the class in each of our programs (we both got awards too!) and we learned how to cook and keep a house and manage bills and expenses…
Second year, we both kept up our schooling and it was even more wonderful (how is that possible?) than the last, and just several days ago (just wrapping up this second year of university) he proposed to me, him at 20 years old, turning 21 this fall, and me at just 2 months shy of 20.
We’re having a 2 year engagement (we want to finish our first degree first) before our marriage!
And I can honestly say that we are ready, 100%. I don’t need to date anyone else, or have sex with anyone else, I have found a life companion, someone to have by my side on this great adventure we call life.
Age has nothing to do with readiness for marriage.