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In 1988 I was happily separated from my abusive husband raising 3 young children and working for an answering service. My job for one of the companies that we answered for was to wake up the guys for very early jobs. One of the guys asked if I would go have coffee with him the next time it rained him out and I said I would knowing full well that I really would not be interested in doing anything of the kind. A few days later I woke him up but his job was rained out and he called me back to see if we could go have coffee and of course I told him I couldn't do it. This went on for 2 weeks and everytime I would say no. Finally he said if I didn't meet him he was never going to get to work and so I did. I found out that we had alot in common - both separated and each had 3 children. Now after 22 years we have 7 children together and 13 grandchildren and intend to keep living happily ever after.
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We met Memorial Day 1961 on the S.S. Admiral cruising on the Mississippi River in front of St. Louis. Were married 12-30-61, 48 years last Dec. I was 16, him 20. Who would have thought being so young it would last so long? 3 Grown kids, 6 Grandkids and 1 Great Granddaughter, another Great Grand expected in Oct. The secret is to make a commitment one another and stayed commited, will include everything else.
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We met Memorial Day 1961 on the S.S. Admiral cruising on the Mississippi River in front of St. Louis. Were married 12-30-61, 48 years last Dec. I was 16, him 20. Who would have thought being so young it would last so long? 3 Grown kids, 6 Grandkids and 1 Great Granddaughter, another Great Grand expected in Oct. The secret is to make a commitment one another and stayed commited, will include everything else.
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We also met at church; I had just turned 40, divorced, exploring the fact that I had realized newfound feelings. She was 37, single for a while after a bad breakup. We introduced ourselves and she tells everbody I wouldn't let go of her hand (she didn't pull away!!!). We had a Holy Union the following December, 1986; Florida still doesn't recognize same-sex marriage but nonetheless, we are more married than others married legally. We have had lots of fun, lots of chaos, 2 kids, one grand, 3 greats, and we still are in love after all this time. There, I said it again....
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At the back fence.
O.k. let me explain. We were each married and moved in next to each other the same month. We all introduced ourselves, from the start his wife and I didn't become friends, even with our kids being about the same age! Some years later my marriage failed (spousal abuse) and I moved out on my own to a neighboring town, went back to college and got a better job. Then I saw him - again-. 4 years after I had moved away. He told me he and his wife were getting a divorce. I nearly fell on the ground. I never thought they'd be in that boat. Anyway, I told him if he wanted to talk or aa home cooked meal to give me a call. About a year later we were together, but not married. 7 years later we married. 6 years later we divorced.(He will be the first to tell anyone that he was 'stupid' and left). He moved to another state, I moved to another town. 5 years after that we reconnected. and then remarried a year later. We are about to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary, or is it our 11th? Or do we celebrate from when we first got together - 24 years ago? (We originally met 32 years ago!) True love will find you - no matter what you are doing, going through, waiting for, and usually hit you when you are not looking. Congrats to all those who have found their mate, and to those who have not..... God has a plan. |
We met in high school, but didn't date until after high school. We've known one another 40 years.
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I met my hubby through my EX best friend!
She really wanted him back but kept putting me in the middle of them. Which meant we talked more then they talked!!! oopps! But it was my first week at college and the Friday was my 19th birthday so he asked me if he could buy me my first 'legal' drink. I said sure! Needless to say she and I don't talk anymore but to be honest I think I got the better of the two anyway!! We met in 1992, married in 1997 and are going strong! Two beautiful girls that I would not trade for anything! |
I was my honey's apartment manager.
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I was introduced to Rich by the man I was engaged to at the time. Rich was his best friend. After our engagement ended....Rich and I became friends and the rest is history. We will be married 36 years in June.
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I love reading all the stories.
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Saw him in a cafe, and I knew a couple of older women who worked for
him. They told me lots of good things about him, so I spilled a cup of coffee on him to get his attention, and we were married a couple of years later, in the Little Brown Church in lovely Yosemite Valley. We have a son, 42, and I lost my dear husband 3 years ago. Still no one can take his place, we were married 39 and one half years almost to the day. |
I saw my husband in May when I went to Tampa to look for a job. He was home on leave from the Coast Guard. I did not know him, but I told my mother that he "was the one." We had our first date Dec. 23, 1978 and he asked me to marry him Jan 1, 1979. We will be celebrating 31 years together in June. We have been blessed with mostly good years and have 2 children-Justin, 27y and Karen, 23y. We have an almost 1 yr old grandson, Ryder, with another on the way. He is my best friend and I have cherished every year together. He also supports my quilting habit by never questioning my fabric, pattern, or machine purchases. He is a great guy. Love him.
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High school sweethearts that didn't get married until 20 odd years later. I proposed to him when I was 16 and my dh likes to tell people that he joined the Marines to get away from me. The 1st gulf war and two demented ex spouses between us... makes this a second marriage for us both, but he had to be married to his first wife so I could have my son (I mean their son, my step-son, who is mine in every way that realy matters - he is the light of my life and I know I am blessed that the love here is mutual). I wasn't blessed with any of my own and my dh and I would have murdered each other if we had married way back then.
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I lost my first husband after 23 wonderful years. I never wanted to marry again as I didn't think that I could ever find someone like him. Two of my DD got after me to get out and date. They decided to take it upon themselves to hook me up with match.com, without my knowledge they winked to a couple of guys and set everything up. I was so angry with them when I found out but went anyways. I will never tell them what a good man they found for me but we have been together for six years and married for five. I sure do love those girls!!!
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We worked for the company. At first we could not stand one another but I was young. We started dating about 1 1/2 year later. He was 37 and I was 22. We have 5 children between us 3 boys and 2 girls. Ages 32, 29, 17, 13, and 10 but no grandchildren yet. We have been married for 14 years. He is my best friend and soul mate.
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My computer was on the fritz and a friend recommended this man to take a look at it. I've been taking looks at him since 2000.
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I meant my hubby, because he visited the nieghbors down stairs from me, one night it was raining really hard and I did not drive, I was 17 and a single mom, I asked him for a ride to my moms, because I was staying over there that night because my son was sick and I did not want him out in the weather. mom watched my son while I worked. when he gave me a ride he asked me to dinner. that was the end of story. I was not looking for anyone to date, I did not have time with working full time and raising a baby on my own. we have been married 28 yrs this Aug. Penny
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Jim and I are high school sweethearts. He was a senior and I was a junior. He had to repeat a history class from his junior year. Teacher sat us in alphabetical order. Mine last name started with SE. His was SI. So he sat right behind me. We both had other relationships after high school. But we met up again and married four years later. Just celebrated 40 years in March.
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Originally Posted by no1jan
My husband and I met June 17th 1972. When I came home from work my roommate told me she had packed the car for a weekend camping trip.
While there, I met my husband. It was definitely love at first sight. We were married August 7 the same year. This year will be our 38th Anniversary and we are still best friends and very much in love! |
Originally Posted by Mary Ellen
I met my one and only in my paternal grandmother's parlor.
I thought he was there to court my aunt, who is just shy of being 5 years older than I am. I kept thinking he was all wrong for her, but sure did fit my list, and yes, I really had a list of qualities I did and did not want in a husband. And I prayed over that list and how to meet this guy..or should I admit to nagging the Lord over the matter? When my aunt momentarily left the room for some forgotten reason, he moved over to sit closer to me. Oh, what to do, what to do...if he was there for her, I had no business even considering him, plus I was "too young"...but I was so "taken" with him. Having written the list in secret, and knowing it so well, having prayed over it so very, very often, I kept mentally comparing the list to him, and finding he even had some lovely qualities I had not thought to put on my list. And he was cute too. We never dated. We were also never left alone, because everyone tells me that they could see the way we felt about each other, it was so "obvious". They also say that when we are in the same room, that look is still in our eyes. Later, as I discussed the issue with my aunt, she just laughed and told me she had arranged for him to be there specifically to meet me. And no, she had never seen my list. He proposed to me a week before his birthday that same year, and then waited 5 years to marry me, to the day...no dating, no vodio dough...He said he never wanted to forget either date...so made it just before his birthday by design. After 35 years of marriage, as I lay "dying" in the hospital, pondering if I should let myself go, and ease his burden or allow them to torture my body more so I might live... (doctors had told him it would only be a matter of hours, not knowing I heard them) ...I whispered to him that he should look for a new wife, not just live alone and lonely...he said I better fight this thing...{he had started bringing quilt UFO's to pin up in my hospital room}...said he would rather they cut off his arms & legs than loose me...another wife? Im not done with you yet, you have too many unfinished projects to die on me. Who would finish them, and who is writing the book? Six weeks later I was discharged. I have never read a poem or a card that helped me see how much a man can love a disabled, sickly woman, as the words he gave me that day...he is a man who puts a value on his day according to what he was able to get done...cut off his arms and legs, and his days would have no value. He would be miserable the rest of his life. In that hospital room was not so much as one piece of clothing that was mine... But we had to get two carts to carry out all the stuff he had toted to my room to inspire, uplift and keep me thinking about life, living and "finishing projects". I could not focus to thread a needle, and could barely find the strenth to hold a spoon, or pen, let alone sew and quilt. I was discharged wearing an outfit a daughter brought me to wear that same day... I usually only get out to go to the hospital or the doctors. He does the shopping, even for fabrics, and always brings back a piece that is perfect for what ever project needed some little piece to look just right. He has a real eye for color and balance, and a true appreciation for the work I do. If he knows about a yard sale, he stops and shops with the thought of not only what we need and staying within the budget, but also what can he bring me home to make my day. When our adult children say "doesn't mom have enough craft junk already?" He tells them that he doesn't care if the bins of stuff reach the ceiling, if it makes me happy and keeps me going. He makes me stuff...like hand cut plexi templates, or wooden quilt racks, drafts me up blocks by hand for the small size I want them...and presses the yardage when it's laundered, for a border...figured out that crafters have stuff posted on You Tube...and found me this quilting board. Since Hurricanes Ivan & Dennis, all my stuff has been in storage in plastic bins...yes, stacked to the ceiling, where I can't get at it, but neither can the water, bugs and critters. He is creating a room that I can claim as all mine for crafting, quilting and "storage" I can access. I can no longer climb stairs, so a vacant bedroom up there will not work. I can hardly wait. Rather than the motto "she who dies with the most fabric wins", I would rather imagine that I live long enough to get all my projects finished, and given to those I made them for, as gifts of love. The quilt I am making as a testiment for our love combines two "special blocks"...the outer block is Feathered Star, the center of each Feathered Star is a small Mariner's Compass... His boss bought me the fabrics as a gift. Hand batiked fabrics (all in blue & white) from South Africa...a small bin worth. I wish we could have had our grandchildren first...the "children" drive me up the wall sometimes...so on those days their HIS, but when they are good, they are ours, now on those rare times when they are extraordinary, they are mine...LOL 4 adult children and 11 grandchildren, so far. Also 2 Morgans (Romeo & Juliet), 2 Shetland Ponies (Little Ceasar and Mr Ed), 1 Mastif (Gracie) and one Cocker-Poo (Sandy-boy). I also have one long term (over 10 years) lady quilt friend that comes here, and even transports me to and from the hospital...as I can't climb up in my husband's big truck. Sometimes, when I am having an exceptionally good day, after we have been to the doctors, she will sneak me into a fabric store to have a look at what is currently on the market. My husband was in the Navy for 22 years, and Naval Reserves for 10. Except when he had sea duty and went out to sea, I went everywhere with him... It can be hard to keep a good friend when you live in a military town...and we retired at his last duty station. By then, we already knew I needed to stay by a military hospital. So having a friend for 10 years is amazing for me. |
I met my hubby by inviting him to a party at my home...he was a friend of the fellow that I really wanted to be sure to have attend, so thinking if I invited boy #2, boy #1 would surely come along.
Three years later, that (important) boy #1 was an usher in Boy #2 and my wedding and that was 53 years ago this month....... Who woulda' thought !!!!!!!! maryjane |
I met mine when he became my son's Big Brother (of Big Brothers and Sisters of Houston). after a year, we started "dating" at the request of my son. baseball games, bowling, etc. He's 20 yrs older than I am but we've been married almost 30 yrs now. grouchy old man!! he, he.
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My co-worker set me up with his next-door-neighbor. 1st date went okay, however it took me a few days to return his call for a 2nd date (cold feet). When I finally did call him back he had to dig through the garbage for my phone number - he had written me off. We've been married 11 years now. It's been good, bad & ugly but we are still together.
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I had just bought my first computer and didn't have a clue on how to use it beyond turning it on. My niece invited me to her chat channel on mIRC where I met lots of smart, strange, weird and funny people. One in particular really got my attention. Our personalities clicked as soon as we met. I was just coming out of a long marriage that had taken a very bad turn and was not remotely interested in any new romantic relationships but was very happy to make new friends. Stephen was in Georgia and I was in New York. He was 14 years younger than me. Nevertheless, we got along great and after many months of chatting online we finally decided to meet in person. We spent the next couple of years visiting each other every few months and then mutually decided that it would be way better if we didn't have 900 miles between us. My two grown children (Tim was 18 and Hilary was 21) decided to make the move with me. We had a wonderful southern wedding hosted by his Mom and Dad and have been happily married for almost eight years now!
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I took the job my husband left when he enlisted in the army during WWII. He had worked in the payroll department and since I just graduated high school, needed a job and was able to get that one. Many of the people there suggested that I write to him but thinking I was a 'hotshot' said "no"
that he can write to me first, but that never happened. After a few years, he came home and came to visit his old friends and that's when I met him It was at their annual Christmas party at a big restaurant, and not having a car, he offered to take me home. That's where it started and still lucky for me still continues. We went out together for four years as he went on to college and then got married. It's been 60 years for us...he's still my rock, love of my life, my everything. God has been so good to us. |
Okay, I love my story, so I am going to tell! :-D
I was an oiler on the Washington State Ferries in 1981 during a labor dispute and shutdown. My watch partners and I got in trouble being over zealous with, shall we say…certain aspects of the vessel shutdown. Actually we were in a LOT of trouble. The chief engineer, my boss, was married with two kids and a wife, the assistant engineer, the same. The other oiler had just closed on his first real estate deal. I was in my mid 20s, single with only a car payment. None could afford to lose a job, except...me. I hatched a plan to see if I could take the focus off the others on our watch. First I tried my own union, but was pretty much just shut out…that’s when I began to realize just how much trouble we were in. Someone there told me that several law enforcement agencies were trying to locate all of us. The shutdown was media frenzy since it involved public transportation. Next I went to the engineer’s union, walked up to the counter and asked to meet with one of the union's officials. I expected some crotchety old guy to come out and lecture me because he was so busy, and because we had been so stupid, and OMG just because I was a girl! :shock: As luck would have it the “old guys” were out of the office. Instead here comes a young, good looking guy in a suit. Great, just great…I had been working all night during the shutdown, dirty from the engine room, grease under my nails and diesel still in my hair. Totally and completely embarrassing. :oops: It was crazy busy in there yet he listened intently to my story, and of my concern for the engineers. During our conversation the secretary raced up practically gasping, “The Governor’s on the phone”. His eyes didn’t leave mine as he continued our conversation. The secretary, who had spent a long career in the office tapped her pencil urgently on the counter at him, “Tom! Governor Spellman is on the phone. Not staff, THE Governor!” Seemingly without a concern, still holding my gaze he said, “Alice, I’m talking to the lady, the Governor can hold.” And he did. Five months later we were married. Years later, DH left the union and actually works on the ferries now. He tells me that he still hears about our story passing through the engine rooms around the fleet, some 29 years later. So, if you’ve stayed with me this long, you may be wondering besides getting the guy, how did all of our jobs fare. Well, we all got to keep our jobs, it wasn’t exactly an easy process, but it was another adventure. |
well he was supposed to be a one night stand :twisted: I guess 14 years later that night still isn't over :oops:
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I was buying land that I was going to build a home on eventually and the attorney I used his Paralegal always answered the phone and helped me when I had a question. After going into the office and seeing her I was very enamored to say the least. She was a hot older redhead and I told her that we needed to get to know each other better and asked her for a phone number. She blew me off (or so I thought) and when the papers were all signed and everything was cleared I had a sticky note with her number on it.
I was 19 and she was 32, but she has always look 10 years younger than she is. We were married not long after wards and well the rest is history. We built our first home together on my land and it was paid for the day we moved into it. 26 years we have been married and its been the best years of her life!!! :mrgreen: :mrgreen: :mrgreen: Funny thing was when she hit her mid forties you could then tell there was an age difference between us and you should have seen some of the looks we would get at the country club from the newer members that didn't know us well yet. The women her age were looking at her like I was her boy toy and they used to try and hit on me or ask if I had friends that were available. :lol: :lol: :lol: When they found out we had been married for as long as we were they were all jealous of her. Dont think she didn't play that to her favor....... Billy |
My family had just moved to NJ from MI. It was my first trip to the shore. A new friend suggested getting a group to go. As it turned out no one went except me and this guy. When it was time to go, he forgot to bring his tennis shoes to wear. Off we go back to his house to get his shoes. He roomed with three other guys at the time. As we got out of the car, one of his roomies came to the door and held it open for me. While Chuck went to get his shoes, I started talking to him. It was instant attraction.
I didn't see John again for a few months, altho' we talked on the phone several times. Our "official" first date was July 3, 1983. I was barely 19, he was 26. We were married Nov. 30th, 1984, parents in May '86, May '87 and July '88. It's been quite a ride and three kids, one SIL , and, well, the mirror is playing some *tricks* on us now, I can't imagine being with anyone but John. |
I was a divorced Mom in 76 and met the asst mgr of a lg grocery store. Didn't like him right off the bat. Kept running into him and got to know him well & decided he was really a nice guy. He had never been married before. We married in 78, he adopted my children and we had 1 son together. Have just had our 32nd anniversary & I think I will keep him. He totally supports my quilting & fabric collecting. He loves going to Quilt Shows and probably buys more than I do & he is my LA'er.
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husband and I met on a yahoo quilting group, and he still hasn't finished his first sampler quilt!! :lol:
long story short, we've been married 10 years...... |
Hubby and I met started talking April 27th (a 12 hour conversation), met May 2 and never spent a moment apart! Coming up on 2 years and counting. Everyday is a blessed day for us!
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Originally Posted by Mary Ellen
After 35 years of marriage, as I lay "dying" in the hospital, pondering if I should let myself go, and ease his burden or allow them to torture my body more so I might live... (doctors had told him it would only be a matter of hours, not knowing I heard them) ...I whispered to him that he should look for a new wife, not just live alone and lonely...he said I better fight this thing...{he had started bringing quilt UFO's to pin up in my hospital room}...said he would rather they cut off his arms & legs than loose me...another wife? Im not done with you yet, you have too many unfinished projects to die on me. Who would finish them, and who is writing the book?
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I met my wonderful husband Larry about 4 years ago, It was on a phone chat line. I was actually writing a book n all the bums out there (I'm 50 now). He had answered one of my many ads saying, "I think I'm just what you're looking for". I laughed and met him anyway. He was sooo nice, not my typical guy, a bit nerdy, but then again, nerdy guys appriciate what they have and have less of a tendency to cheat. He needed some polishing up here and there, I met his wonderful family who love me like a daughter and my 20 yo son as their own grandson. We're buying a condo in a few weeks, and I get my own sewing room. Keep looking everyone. good luck.
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Our hair dresser set us up. She kept telling me (and him) that she'd found the perfect person for us. He called me right before Christmas in 2002. We went on a blind date a few days later. It wasn't love at first sight but we had a nice time and kept dating over the next couple of months when cupid's arrow struck. :) The funniest part of the story is that when she started talking to us about each other she asked me if I was left handed. I said yes, and she said, "oh that's too bad, he doesn't like left-handed women". I had to go on the date with him just to find out why (seemed sort of shallow don't you think?). Well, as it turns out his previous two wives had been left-handed and blonde....oh and guess what, I'm blonde too. Guess he just attracts left-handed blondes. We got married in September 2005. Our hair dresser (a woman) was DH's Best Man.
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I met my husband 40 yrs ago in VietNam. He was an Army helicopter pilot and I was an Army nurse. We now have three wonderful sons and daughters-in-law and two grandsons and another grandbaby on the way. Some good things do come out of war.
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Originally Posted by Dancing Needle
Our hair dresser set us up. She kept telling me (and him) that she'd found the perfect person for us. He called me right before Christmas in 2002. We went on a blind date a few days later. It wasn't love at first sight but we had a nice time and kept dating over the next couple of months when cupid's arrow struck. :) The funniest part of the story is that when she started talking to us about each other she asked me if I was left handed. I said yes, and she said, "oh that's too bad, he doesn't like left-handed women". I had to go on the date with him just to find out why (seemed sort of shallow don't you think?). Well, as it turns out his previous two wives had been left-handed and blonde....oh and guess what, I'm blonde too. Guess he just attracts left-handed blondes. We got married in September 2005. Our hair dresser (a woman) was DH's Best Man.
LMAO! Too funny...cuz William's ex and I share a birthday! He told me he didn't know whether to stand his ground or run like h*ll when I told him when my birthday was! :lol: |
I have really enjoyed reading everyone's story. Thanks for sharing them.
Ours is nothing special. We met in college and married during our sophomore year. We have been together for 36+ years-I think it's going to last. :) |
36+ years is plenty special!
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Both my husband and I have raised our respective families and were both alone when we met "online", six years ago. May not be for everyone, but when life is busy with work et al. and you don't frequent clubs or bars, so to speak, it was an option that worked for me/us. After a few emails we set a date to call and speak with each other. That first phonecall lasted 4 hours. The next Saturday's "phone" date lasted 5 hours and ended with us meeting somewhere for a late supper. We've been together since. Married 3 years ago. It took me 55 years, but I found the most wonderful, thoughtful, sweet man in the world, and I count my blessings every day.... I'm new to this site, but want to thank all for so many terrific ideas and the wealth of quilting information you all provide. :)
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