Post # 1
When did you know you were in love with your man? I’m looking for a timeline (i.e., two months into the relationship) and if there was something that he did that just made you go “holy geez! I love this cat!”
I like these stories 🙂
Post # 3
I think I pretty much knew the moment I saw him the first time. We’d been friends online for several months prior, and when we met, there was none of that awkwardness that you often have when meeting someone from the internet in person for the first time. He was so kind, gentle and considerate! I think it took us longer to admit how we felt to ourselves because of the physical distance that the relationship would bring. At the time we met, both of us were living in the countries we’d been born and raised in, which put him in the Netherlands, and me on the west coast of the USA.
Didn’t matter in the end!! He was the man I was going to marry and I could just feel that! 🙂
Post # 4
@ChantelleyLace: We were about three months into the relationship. I knew I was falling in love because I was being a little sensitive and jealous. I knew something had changed because I rarely ever get jealous about anything! He does it for me:0)
Post # 5
SO and I always said that being in love is not a decision you make; it’s a realization you come to (because mine happened just sitting in a car, not especially exciting).
Two days before Christmas, he took me to a local Christmas lights display. We had a nice dinner, took a train ride, kissed beneath the mistletoe and looked at the lights. Then, at the end of night, they had a finale fireworks display. During the fireworks, he pulled a jewlery box out of his pocket and said “MissHobbit, I love you” and presented me with beautiful diamond and emerald earrings.
That was about 8 months into our relationship.
Post # 6
OK – you are all going to laugh. We took a day trip to Toronto. We were on the escalator in the Eaton Centre and he turned to ask me where I wanted to go next and it hit me. You know how people talk about cupid’s arrow? It was like that. Hit me like a ton of bricks. I was even like “whoa!”!!!! I remember being kind of distracted the whole day by the fact that I was totally in love with this guy! I knew that it was much more than the crush I had on him! It was maybe 6 or 7 months into our relationship.
Post # 7
I think I was in love with my husband before we even started dating:) We were both in High School and we hung out as much as we could during school and musical practise (I was a costume girl and he played a Jet). The last day I was leaving for vacation early (spring break was didn’t start till the next week and was 2 weeks long) and I was miserable the whole day knowing I wasn’t going to see him. We were at a resort in Wyoming and I was crying to my mom all depressed and what not b/c I wanted to go home! I was so love sick it was painful! I was worried the entire time that he would take someone else to prom or start dating another girl that was super interested in her. Sigh…those were the days:) I found out a couple months into our realtionship that he felt the same way!
Post # 8
Our second date. We went for a walk in early November in Minnesota after dinner- it was freezing! We were there for five hours talking because neither of us wanted to leave and barely noticed the cold. He later told me that was when he decided to ask me to marry him, though he did wait another 9 months to do it. 🙂
By The Way, before meeting him I was the most cautious person in relationships ever- my friends are still in shock I broke my rule about not getting engaged before a year!
Post # 9
I’m very cautious about love. I also tend to classify “loving someone” and being “in love” with someone as different things. So to answer your question, we said “I love you” after about 4 months, but I felt “in love” about 20 months after we started dating. He left for Poland and I couldn’t talk to him for 2 weeks– made me realize that my life was better when he was around.
Post # 10
I remember 2 specific times. The first story is when I realized that I wanted to give him a chance to be my someone more than a friend, and the second story was when I knew he was the one.
He had liked me for about a year before we started really talking. Our friend had introduced us claiming we would be perfect for each other. He was really quiet and shy, which I’m not, so at first I didn’t know what to make of him. Well, I don’t remember the exact day, but in August of 2005 the four of us (my best friend, her “friend”, the “friend’s” friend (now SO), and I) went to the Anger Management Tour with Eminem and some other performers. I had just gotten out of a fling that ended terribly and was still pretty angry about it and he and I talked a bit about it during the concert. But on the way home we were sitting in the back seat together and I was tired, so I layed across the backseat with my head on his leg. He had his arm draped around me and whenever the driver would slow down or brake, I would feel his arm tense up around me like he was protecting me. I felt so safe and like he would protect me from anything, and the rest is history from there.
I knew I couldn’t live without him the day after my best friend got married. The night before at her reception in our home town the one boy I had crushed on since the 3rd grade was hitting on me. I had always DREAMED of this day and couldn’t hardly believe here he was blatantly hitting on me! And all I could do was laugh. The next morning when I woke up, I just knew that I had faced the biggest “grass is greener” moment, and hadn’t even batted an eyelash at it.
It will be 5 years and 4 months on the 21st 🙂
Post # 11
I would say around 4 or 5 months. There were a lot of little things that happened that made me fall in love with him.
He had a nightmare and he was telling me about it and how it freaked him out…I realized that I wanted to be the one who woke up with him when he couldn’t sleep and I wanted to be the one who watched him fall back asleep. I wanted to be there with him and for him forever. I knew I wanted to be his wife one day!
I fall in love with him over and over again…each time it feels stronger and deeper, because of the things we have been through.
Post # 12
Probably about a month and a half in, I think. He said it first–a few weeks after we met–but it took me a while. We went to a movie together one night and I just felt like if I didn’t say it to him, I’d either explode or start crying. Having that much emotion took me totally off-guard, and that’s when I knew.
Post # 13
i knew pretty much immediately, but it took me a little while to say it. i think it was around 4 months that i finally admitted it.
Post # 14
I knew I was in love with him about three months after we officially started dating (had been casually dating for about 4 months).
His family lives about 4.5 hrs away in St. Louis, so I had never met them/talked to them. He had been planning to home for a visit for a while, and decided to ask me if I wanted to go about 2 days before he left! I said I would go (but was obviously scared out of my mind) and 3 days later I was in the backyard he grew up in watching him interact with his family. He was talking to his nephew and Grandpa and it just hit me. I love this guy. I want to be very near him always. It was totally weird and awesome!
Post # 15
I love these stories.
For us I knew he was the man I was going to marry about 8/9 months in. We had started dating over the summer with the intention that this was not going to turn into anything serious because he has just turned 21 and wasn’t looking for love and I was leaving in 2 months to go studdy abroad for a year. Well when I was about to leave we had both started to fall for each other so we decided to give long distance a shot. It was working out and he came to visit me and when I saw his face when he walked off the plane I knew that was the man I was going to marry. Even though he was so angry lol (He had never been on a plane and just flew across the world and was strip searched because he was so nervous that thought he was suspicious) I knew that someone who loved me that much to support me and my dreams even if it meant moving a across the world, thats when I realized how much I loved him and how lucky I was that he loved me.
Post # 16
Around 6 months in. I was really cautious and he was my first love. It never just hit me like whoa, but it did grow on me..1 month in I was hooked…2 months we could not be separated.. 3 months was our first Christmas and by Valentines Day it was all over we were feeling the butterflies of love.. by April we said I Love You. I told him first (he was scared to death to tell me he loved me because he thought it would freak me out and make me run) <he was the first and only guy I had ever said I love you to>
and now we are living happily ever after 🙂