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Scuba Diva I love, love, love this thread!

 

Much like your man, my FI has the uncanny ability to know just when to interrupt my temper tantrums with some ridiculous little joke that has me laughing my butt off and I forget why I was angry in the first place...

 

But the moment I knew was when my Godmother died. We were very close and I was so sad and quiet and at the funeral he tried to cheer me up but I gave him one look and he knew to leave me be. After days of hardly leaving my bed I finally started to feel ok and I got up to get some food. He looked at me in the kitchen and said "Your hair looks GREAT like that" and I burst out laughing. All my grief fell away as he gave me big hug. I watched him from the couch making me kraft dinner and I knew it - he was definitely the one. :)

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I love these....

 

I knew the first night I met him and BELIEVE me I never believed in that crap but it was a monday night and i agreed to meet him for a drink (in my neighborhood). I was not in the mood I was sort of done with dating. I didn't get dressed up and just threw on jeans and then the moment I saw him It was *love at fist sight*. He tripped as he was approaching the booth I was sitting in and I just knew.....

 

I told my best friend to remind me if I married him that I knew the first night I met him.

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Originally Posted by whitechocolate View Post
These stories are great :)

I've never had an "aha" moment exactly, but every day I know he's the one quite simply because he continues to love and support my crazy a$$! love.gif
HAHAHA

My FI keeps telling me there is NO ONE like me :) I dont know if that is a good or a bad thing....
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Your stories are all so sweet!
My FI was a regular client at the hair salon that I work in and we knew mutual friends. I'm the jokster with the twisted type of humor that is very blunt at work and so is he. Only thing is he comes across as being very cocky, but he's not.
Anyways, I had ...don't laugh.... a pair of tickets to see Bon Jovi last year in Boston, Mass and the friend that was suposed to go backed out, etc. I had no one to go with. Jessie overheard and suggested that he invite himself and I kept saying... oh, well so and so may go, I'll let you know. I ended up calling him at the last minute(the day of) to go and he was the last person to ask. We went and I thought it would be awekward in the car for so long, but it wasn't. The show and Boston in general was great. While walking in the street of Boston he quietly went for it: held my hand. It felt so natural and from that day...exactly 1 year from today.... we have never been apart at all. Not one night. Actualy, I have to get off this computer soon because we're going back to Boston tonight for a dinner cruise on the harbor and the Tall Ships are there to see for our 1 year aniversary. In just a few weeks we will be married in Jamaica. I can't wait.
As he said, I'm a girl version of him (but more girl "evil"lol than him) and I guess that's what he was looking for: to date himself! lol


I am a BON JOVI nut! LOL!!! I love that your first date was at a BJ concert. They totally ROCK!
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This is a great thread!

 

I don't think I ever had a specific moment where I knew he was the one, but I know that I have never felt so loved by another person in my whole life. That feeling is what made me confident that I'd never let him go. Its a feeling I would never give up and I hope that everyone in my life gets to experience it for themselves at some point. :)

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  • 3 weeks later...

Before I started dating my fiance, I had dated another guy for 4 years. The other guy was just not right for me and our break up was a bad one. 9 months later, I had been casually dating my (now) FI for 5 months, and I got a call from my ex's mother telling me that he (my ex) had died. I rushed over to his house and met her as the coroner was carrying him away. I was crushed. He had been a big part of my life for so long, and even though I never wanted to get back together with him, we left so many things unresolved.

 

My FI was soooooooo sensitive toward me at this time (and he's not a sensitive guy). He let me cry in his arms for hours and hours on end whenever I needed to. He let me talk, and he didn't ask questions or make judgments. He let me sit in silence just holding my hand when that's what I needed. He asked me if I wanted him to come to the funeral with him, but I said no. Before I left for the funeral, he came over to my house and brought me a black stuffed dog and said that since he couldn't be with me, he wanted the dog to ride in the car with me to watch over me. I knew that the man who would do all of these things for a girl who was crying over an ex, and not be judgmental or jealous or put-off was the one for me.

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