Post by shostakovich on Jun 2, 2013 10:28:23 GMT -5
I knew that I didn't want to be with anyone else ever again after about 8 months - I left to study abroad, and missed him so much it hurt. But we didn't get married for another 8 years
There was never a moment where "I knew." By the time we talked about it, it was an of course I want to marry you. We started dating freshman year of college, and both of us knew we wanted to finish our bachelor's degrees before we got married, so we knew it would be a while. He proposed three and a half years in, and we got married a year and a half later.
We've been friends since high school, and actually dated for a few weeks freshman year of high school. I'm really glad we broke up then. We didn't really have a reason- it just wasn't right then. It gave us both time to grow up a little and to date other people. I know there are successful marriages with younger high school sweethearts, but I think that for us those extra four years of growing up were a really good thing.
I knew instantly that he was something amazing and it was only solidified within that first month or so. We were engaged within 13 months and married exactly 6 months from our engagement. We started dating in November and in July/August we were on a trip to visit family in PA and NJ and I wanted to run off to Atlantic City and just get married. Sometimes I wish we did, what a fun story that would have been!
First date. It was just instant chemistry. I felt kind of crazy thinking that way, and I didn't want to get too involved since he was divorced and a little more cautious. But basically that feeling kept being reinforced the longer we were together. We started talking seriously about marriage a year into dating and were engaged a year later.
Post by mariafromnj on Jun 2, 2013 11:58:30 GMT -5
I can remember the exact time I knew I was crazy in love and I wanted to marry him. We were at a charity function for a young child with a rare condition. DH is typical tough guy. When they lowered the lights and played a video of her I saw him tear up. He said he was going to the men's room and I saw him hand a bunch of cash to the father. He came back and said nothing but when we went to the bar he pretended he some how lost his cash. I knew that a guy who cares like that and that doesn't want credit for being amazing would be someone wonderful to share my life with. We were together about 4 or 5 months at that point.
Early...... And I never even wanted to get married before I met him. He's so funny, charming, smart, I knew early that I always wanted to be with him. (cheesy, I know, but it's true!)
Post by mirandahobbes on Jun 2, 2013 12:36:12 GMT -5
He wanted to propose a lot sooner than I wanted a proposal. Maybe 6 months in? He would mention it and I would just tell him to slow down. I knew I would marry him the day I had a rather gross crisis and he stuck by me like it was nothing.
Pretty early on. I knew for sure when I realized that even if (god forbid) it wouldn't have worked out, that he was someone I wanted in my life in some way. I'd estimate probably by the time we were together for 2 or 3 months.
We had known each other for about 7-8 months before we started dating, and I was already starting to fall for him before we were officially together. So after we actually started dating, I knew I wanted to marry him about a month in.
But after he met me and when we were still just friends, he had told his mom and one of his best friends that he had found his future wife. They told me that story the first time I met them, and I remember feeling really embarrassed but super happy haha.
It might make you barf, but a month in. And we were only eighteen.
We were babies too. I was 19 and DH was 18 when we got engaged.
But seven years strong last week!
We got married 3 weeks after I turned 23 and 3 weeks before DH turned 21. We're celebrating 8 years of marriage next week. And while there was a rough patch during year 4, nowadays we're the happiest we've ever been.
Post by feistypants on Jun 2, 2013 19:01:35 GMT -5
After a month or so. I got super sick and needed to be hospitalized. He spent every night at the hospital with me, took care of my cats, and went to work after sleeping in a wicked uncomfortable hospital chair all night.
And was game to meet my mom for the first time while I was sick.