Share your Love Story and WIN a Spa Day for 2!
We are celebrating Love and Romance all month long in honor of Valentine’s Day. You can help us when you Share your Love Story, and be entered to WIN a “Spa Day for 2″ at Glen Ivy Hot Springs!
All you have to do is hit Comment and post your story below. We want to know about the moment you first realized you were in love…
Our team of “love experts” will pick the a grand prize winner and two runner ups!
Grand Prize: Spa Day for Two at Glen Ivy Hot Springs, Corona
Includes 2 Spa Admission, 2 Grotto Experiences, and Lunch for 2 at Café Solé
Runners Up: 2 Spa Admissions to Glen Ivy Hot Springs, Corona
Be sure to submit your story no later than Wednesday February 10. We will announce a winner on Monday February 14!
Here is what we heard when we asked around the Spa…
“I will admit that I don’t know anything about cars. I know how to drive and I know how to pump gas (although I’ll confess that I ran out once) but that’s about the extent of my knowledge. One day while visiting my parents he told me to go inside and visit while he took care of a few things. Not long after my Dad asked how serious we were and still trying to play it cool I shrugged it off. My Dad smiled, walked me outside and pointed to him in the driveway changing my oil and said, “Women are a mystery; cars he knows. That man is showing you he loves you the best way he knows how.” I knew I loved him when I saw that he’d always do everything he could to take care of me.” Jennifer S.
My husband and I met when we were in high school. Even though he had a girlfriend and abnormally large eyebrows at the time, there was something about him that attracted me. A couple of years later when his eyebrows were trimmed and his girlfriend was an ex, we were finally setup on a date by mutual friends. From the moment we started our evening, I knew he was the one for me. We played, we laughed, we made fun of each other, and soon after we became official. Over the next 10 years, we stayed together through college, through a long distance relationship, through a life-changing medical diagnosis, and much more. The moment I realized I truly loved him was when he was asked why he would choose to bear the cross of a girlfriend/wife with MS, and he answered, “I have plenty of crosses that she has to bear”. I am lucky to have a man that truly loves me unconditionally.
It was LOVE at first sight, the moment I gazed my eyes upon her I fell in love; well at least I did. It was 1991 and she was a bride’s maid in my brother’s wedding. Unfortunately for me, I was a shy, computer geek back then and she was beautiful bomb shell. It was a classic case of Beauty and Geek, so when I nervously asked her out she kindly said NO!
Because she was my sister in law’s friend, I would often see her at family gatherings, most of the time with a boyfriend. I often thought to myself “maybe someday we will go out…better yet maybe someday she will be my wife.” As time went on, our lives took us on separate paths to only have them cross again 10 years later. Now with more confidence and self esteem, I thought to myself, “she would surely say yes if I ask her out”. When I asked her out, she hesitated saying yes but reluctantly agreed and gave me her number after a bit of persuasion from her friends. I called her three times but we were still unable to connect so I gave up (3 strikes rule). I believe she was washing her hair the nights I asked her out.
3 years later our paths crossed yet another time at a family gathering and I finally made a connection with her. We went out on our first date in March 2007 and were married on leap year February 29, 2004, 14 years after I first feel in love with her in 1991. We now have 2 beautiful children and are still happily in love 7 years into our marriage.
At the age of 19, I didn’t believe in the idea of “soulmates” and love at first sight. I was a sophomore in college and was enjoying my time as a single woman. That fall semester I took a class with a wacky professor and met a young man that intrigued me. He was kind of cute, but what did it for me was his commentary in class. He was really passionate. I decided I needed to do something to get him to notice me, something I never did before… I went up to him after class and gave him my phone number. This was a first for me and I was very nervous because he didn’t even know who I was before that moment. He called and we scheduled our first date. The day came and we met up at a restaurant. I got out of the car and approached him as he was looking under the hood of his car. He was having problems with his car and I had to jump start his car (not at all what I had in mind for a first date.) We didn’t even make it inside the restaurant! We re-scheduled and I offered to pick him up on our next date.
On our do-over date I picked him up and as soon as we started talking my nerves went away. I found my soulmate. But really, was he my soulmate after a first date? It was a scary concept at the age of 19. We started seeing each other and spent more time on campus. As a love skeptic, I had to walk away from this guy. I couldn’t be with my soulmate at the age of 19. I wanted to travel, start a career, meet new people, all things I didn’t think you could do with a soulmate in your life. We parted ways and I didn’t hear from him until two years later. He invited me to his graduation party/going away party (he was leaving to go to NYU) and I attended. We had a chance to catch up and it was as if we had never stopped talking. But really, was he my soulmate after we hadn’t talked for two years? Again, it was a scary concept at the age of 22. We kept in touch while he was in New York and I even went to visit him. A long distance relationship would not have work, but a long distance friendship did.
He finished school and two years later he came back home. He contacted me and we started going out again. It was great! But really, was he my soulmate after being separated for so long? It was a scary concept at the age of 24, but this time I was ready to jump in head first. This isn’t the path I would advice people to take, but it was the path that brought me to my soulmate named Leo.
In 1983 I was dragged kicking and screaming to a 4th of July picnic at Griffith Park with my older sister and her friends. I was one month shy of turning 15 at the time. That day I ended up meeting 3 guys. The 1st one and I hit it off really well and he ended up sitting on my blanket for the duration of the picnic. When he and his family left, I remember being bored as all outdoors. I went to the bathroom to pass some time and upon my return, two young boys were waiting for me. Awkward introductions were made and we struck up a conversation. It was realized that we would be attending rival schools in the fall and with them both being sports jocks the main topic of conversation was how lousy my soon to be school sports team was (something that I could not deny). My sister motioned that it was time to leave and not giving it much of a second thought, I said my goodbyes and left the park with my sister. September rolled around and I started my Sophomore year in high school. One day, a random girl approached me in the bathroom, she asked me my name and then asked me if I remembered meeting a guy by the name of Darryl on July 4th. I had so moved on that I had totally dismissed the thought from my head. At first, I was puzzled but then my juvenile brain recalled the brief encounter with the two young boys I struck up a conversation with on that day. She proceeded to harass me for my phone number on a daily basis until I finally gave in to peer pressure. Not fully remembering what this guy looked like we starting talking on the phone. Our conversations were awesome and he quickly became one of my very best friends and confidant (as I was interested in someone else at that time). We spoke for well over a year on the phone before we met each other face to face and we were finally able to put a face with a name. Our friendship continued for another year and then one day, he finally confessed that he was in love with me and always has been from the time he first laid eyes on me at the park. After much cajoling (on his end) we officially started dating our senior year of high school and as a result, he became my first boyfriend (and my first in everything). After my first year of college we parted ways and he eventually moved out of the area. We never spoke to each other again. He he became a distant memory. 5 years later, I got married to my second boyfriend, had 2 children, and divorced after 11 years of marriage. After being single for 6 years I had an gnawing, uneasy feeling and images of Darryl (my first boyfriend) kept creeping into my subconsciousness. I finally succumbed and conducted a people search. I found a phone number. With much trepidation, I called and amazingly enough he answered the phone. I remembered the sound of his voice and so many childhood memories flashed right before my eyes. Before I could identify myself, he remembered the sound of my voice and quickly called me by name. As the girl who broke his heart so many years ago as teenagers I asked him to forgive me. He readily did and informed me that he too had gotten married, had been in and out of relationships and that he realized that losing me was the worst thing that could have happened to him because he had been searching for that “feeling” that I gave him so many years ago and had not been able to find it. It was then that I realized that I loved this man! I loved him as a child but with a child’s heart, I never knew the extent of it. Never know how much of my heart and my soul he carried with him. After 20 years, kids, divorce and life ups and downs, we reconnected. We jumped back in each other lives and have been inseparable ever since. We are now in our forties and are in the second phase of our lives. How awesome it is to have my childhood friend, my best friend back in my life. With him came all the friends he used to hang out with in high school (who were all my big brothers). The times we all spend together now are so priceless. We are all aged and seasoned and can look back at the things we did as teenagers and laugh out loud. Within a year of our reunion, Darryl moved back into the area to be a part of my life and well, the rest is history!! Love, true love, transcends thru time, space and circumstances. Love as you can see, never fails! When life throws you a second chance, seize it, hold on to it and never let it go. I did and as a result, I am now looking forward to growing old with my childhood friend.
I met my husband years before and he was a using addict and thought he was nothing and nobody. I couldn’t stand him. Then I remet him again and he said he thought I was taller. So we spent the night talking all night and I fell in Love with him for who he was on the inside. Who would’ve imagined. I of course think he’s really cute. So 19 years later people think we’re still newlyweds and when they find out how long we’ve been together they are pleasantly amazed. He is my soul mate and we haven’t had a real argument ever. Our relationship is based on Love and Respect for each other.
My boyfriend and I were introduced by a mutual friend. At that time, I was dating someone else. From the moment we met, I knew that there was something special about him. We became friends shortly after and became even better friends as the months passed. We spoke with each other every day and pretty much every hour. I would go to him for any problem that I had. He pretty much became by my best friend.
It wasn’t until he left for Minnesota did I realize there was so much more to the friendship we had. I missed him so much while he was gone, I didn’t understand why. It wasn’t until a good friend of mine pointed out the inevitable, I was head over heels for my best friend. Once he came back, I didn’t know how to tell him. It ended up being the simplest transition because he felt the exact same way. I was lucky to have realized it before some other girl would have snagged. Good men are hard to find and I am holding ever so tightly to this one!
The first time I knew I was in love with him was during a random conversation over skype. I was ending the call and out of nowhere, I blurted out “i love you”. I freaked out so I immediately closed the computer. I was mortified. We didn’t speak of it till several months later when he told me he loved me. We were out of town attending a wedding. We were relaxing in our suite just cuddled up on the bed, fireplace lit, and those beautiful words just poured out. It was a magical evening. I can’t believe I’m so fortunate to have fallen and be in love with my best friend and my love. I’m looking forward to what our life together has in store for us.
I was a single mother of a two year old when I met Mark and he was a struggling student. We really liked each other and we married after only 10 months of dating. He cared for my child like it was his own and one our first anniversary he gave me a box all wrapped up but nothing was inside but a note that read ” All I have to give you is my heart please take it.” I knew that he was the right one forever at that point. He told me that he was going to buy me the nicest ring one day and I would always say that I never needed one. 15 years later (last year) while at the strawberry festival he got down on one knee in front of a crowd of people and asked me to marry him again and presented me with the nicest ring I have ever seen. If he didn’t have me 15 years ago with the note he sure does have me now.
The Moment I knew i was in Love with My Joie occured the second time we met in Houston, Texas. I Love to sing and so does she so on my way home from our meeting place I began to sing and ad-lib sparatic words into the music that i wrote and while i was doing that I Said the Words
“I Really Love That Woman” and i stopped and i wanted to call her and tell her but the area i was traveling through was a dead Zone, wow! i figured I’d text it first so that whenever i was in range that the text would alert me that im in range to call her but it never happened. I Told her I Loved Her When I Held Her in my Arms a Month Later and Thats How it was supposed to Be, Vince and My Joie
When I met my husband I never thought that we were going to end up as husband and wife, we were to young to see the future. I was 16yrs old. and he was 17yrs old. We met in a gas station I was with my girlfriends he was with his best friend. They both came up to us and started talking to us we exchange numbers and a month later he (my husband) calls me at first I was like hi hows it going u know typical teenage coversation. i wasnt allowed to go out by myself on dates (my father is a strict mexican dad, if u know what i mean) so alot of the time we were hanging out in groups. My husband was so understanding of my parents rules that we became more like best friends for about a year then my father knew that he was a good person that he started letting me go out with him by myself. then the Magic happen I started seeing him more then a friend and I could tell he was too. My husband asked if I wanted to try to be more then friends and of course I did. So we told my dad about us taking our relationship to another level and he agreed I was so on cloud 9. Now we have 3 kids we have been married for 13yrs. Actually January 20th. was are 13yr. anniversary. Even though we never had the big wedding or went on expensive vacations to celebrate our anniversary we have fun just going to Vegas for the weekend. We are so happy of course we have our ups and downs but the most important thing is that we are still together. Getting married young and being young parents is hard but in the long run its all worth it!!! I can honestly say that my parents are really proud of us! I also wanted to add that I love my husband with all my heart and Im very proud of everything we have accomplished TOGETHER he supports me with my decisions and I do the same. I married my best friend, my soulmate, and most important he is a good father to our kids! Love you Danny!!!!!
It was the last day of school my sophomore year of high school. My best friend and I didn’t want it to end. We went all over the school talking to everyone (mostly girls) before it was summer and we spent our days playing basketball and video games with no girls around. It started to drizzle and the wind was blowing pretty hard. I was cold and ready to go. By now we had missed our bus and needed a ride. We went to the one community school payphone… Yeah we had those way back in 1995. There were two girls there. A blond and a brunette. We knew the blond but I’d never seen this other girl. She had a one of a kind look. A smile to die for and these eyes that suggested a thousand years of wisdom and experience. Immediately the wind subsided, the clouds parted, and the rain stopped. The sun was shining… Their giggles were infectious… We had to get closer. We walked over to them, my friend started talking to the blond. The brunette and I awkwardly made our teenage gestures of acceptance toward one another. My fifteen year old heart was pounding so hard in my chest and my mind was blank. They had just called for their ride. We talked a little mostly just my friend as I watched her. I felt her feeling my stare. We decided we would hang out w them until their ride arrived. We started to walk to the front of the school.
Then “it” happened. My friend n the blond were walking a few steps ahead. We just walked next to each other. Not speaking. A soft giggle here n there from her was the only sound I could catch over my pounding heart. I turned to look at her… Just then our forearms touched just our forearms. And it that moment an electricity travelled through my body. Not like a static shock from wearing your socks on carpet. More like a realization, but not a mental acknowledgement either. More of a belief. A feeling that God and Love and happiness and life was all right there in front of me. In her wise eyes. In her sparkling smile and soft giggles. My wife. My lover. Mother of my children. Keeper of my flame. The rock on which I rely. She was right there. My life. I know it may sound melodramatic and silly. But in that moment I knew I would never leave her side. I knew I’d be with her all summer and for every summer I could get into this life. She would be the first thing I thought about every morning and the last thing I thought of when die. It was then knew we would always be together.
It’s now sixteen years later and we have been through the most beautiful moments and darkest hours together. We have always been at each others side through our two children being born and through the untimely death of my father. And through it all every time I feel her soft skin touch mine I know it’s that feeling I live for. The only reason I exist. I love you Cristina!!!
I meet Jimmy 11 years ago. He was the neighbor of a very good friend of the family. Since I laid eyes on him I have always had a great attraction towards him, but he was either in a relationship or I was.
In the beginning every year at my friend house we would have a block party for 4th of July. We would have a great time sharing great food and have a good time with fireworks. Then 6 years ago he moved to Arizona and I didn’t seem him again. Every year we would send each other text wishing the best at every holiday, but no other communication other than texts every year. It was always nice that he would still think of me even though we were far away after so many years.
Then 4th of July of 2009 he sent me the same text wishing me a Happy 4th and that he wished we were together celebrating like in the old days. I sent a text back wishing the same thing. We kept on texting all night, I find out that he has been back in Rancho Cucamonga and most importantly SINGLE. From that text it lead to catching up with emails, along with facebook, and long phone conversations. We hang out a couple of times and I was always excited to be with him. (I remember our first encounter I was so nervous to see him again I had so many butterflies in my stomach). As we were good friends and he knew what I loved (I am a big Star Wars fan) he invited me to a surprised concert. He wouldn’t tell me the venue nor the city it was going to be in. All I had to know it was a surprise and to reserve the date for our friendly date. On October 8th he took me to the Star Wars in Concert. It was the best surprise date I ever had. As this was just a friendly date, he had no idea I was falling in LOVE with my best friend. A couple weeks later we officially started dating as a couple and I have been in love with my Jimmy ever since.
Jimmy says he has a plan which is to buy us a place to live, get engaged, get married, and start a family. In November he bought us a nice little place to live. I love living with him. Best of all I love baking and cooking meals for him. I hope soon we’ll get engaged so we can have our dream wedding. And, I also love the fact that I’ll get to grow old with my best friend.
It was the last day of school my sophomore year of high school. My best friend and I didn’t want it to end. We went all over the school talking to everyone (mostly girls) before it was summer and we’d spend our days playing basketball and video games with no girls around. It started to drizzle and the wind was blowing pretty hard. I was cold and ready to go. By now we had missed our bus and needed a ride. We went to the one community school payphone… Yeah we had those way back in 1995! There were two girls on the phone. A blond and a brunette. We knew the blond but I’d never seen this other girl. She had a one of a kind look. A smile to die for and these eyes that suggested a thousand years of wisdom and experience. Immediately the wind subsided, the clouds parted, and the rain stopped. The sun was shining… Their giggles were infectious… We had to get closer. We walked over to them, my friend started talking to the blond. The brunette and I awkwardly made our teenage gestures of acceptance toward one another. My fifteen year old heart was pounding so hard in my chest and my mind was blank. They had just called for their ride. We talked a little mostly just my friend as I watched her. I felt her feeling my stare. We decided we would hang out w them until their ride arrived. We started to walk to the front of the school.
Then “it” happened. My friend n the blond were walking a few steps ahead. We just walked next to each other. Not speaking. A soft giggle here n there from her was the only sound I could catch over my pounding heart. I turned to look at her… Just then our forearms touched just our forearms. And it that moment an electricity travelled through my body. Not like a static shock from wearing your socks on carpet. More like a realization, but not a mental acknowledgement either. More of a belief. A feeling that God and Love and happiness and life was all right there in front of me. In her wise eyes. In her sparkling smile and soft giggles. My wife. My lover. Mother of my children. Keeper of my flame. The rock on which I rely. She was right there. My life. I know it may sound melodramatic and silly. But in that moment I knew I would never leave her side. I knew I’d be with her all summer and for every summer I could get into this life. She would be the first thing I thought about every morning and the last thing I thought of when die. It was then knew we would always be together.
It’s now sixteen years later and we have been through the most beautiful moments and darkest hours together. We have always been at each others side through our two children being born and through the untimely death of my father. And through it all every time I feel her soft skin touch mine I know it’s that feeling I live for. The only reason I exist. I love you my baby Cristina!!!
I must first start by prefacing, my sweet girl has an abnormal fear of spiders. If she sees one, she is exceptionally uncomfortable until we get far away from that place. She knows they exist she just prefers to “never see them”. Somehow though, while she is trying desperately to avoid them, they seem to seek her out at every turn.
She had surprised me on my birthday with tickets to see one of my favorite bands at House of Blues on the Sunset Strip. We arrived early so we could grab a bite to eat in the resataurant and when we sat down, we were amazed at the brilliant lightning show we got to watch out of the windows lighting up the entire LA basin.
We ordered our food and sat patiently taking in the nature show and just enjoying eachother.
After a long wait we began to wonder if our food was going to arrive in time to eat and catch the concert. At the split second that she turned to look for our waitress, a curious and somewhat large spider dropped directly in front of her, dead center exactly where her plate would have been.
Without a 2nd thought with the speed equal to the lightning outside, I quickly flung my hand across the table and with a loud SMACK, I squished the spider and drug my hand back across the table and off into my lap.
She turned around, apparently not hearing my banging on the table and gave me a pleasant and unsuspecting smile. That was it. I knew I was hopelessly in love.
I could barely contain myself from telling her what had just happened but I knew if I did, she would not be comfortable for the rest of the evening.
We enjoyed a great meal, saw a great show and long after we had arrived at home, I told her about our poor spider friend. Being far away, we were both able to laugh and enjoy the rest of our night together.
We later married and celebrated our 2nd anniversary in October. Now, I continue to at least give a fair warning to any spiders attempting to cross her path.
Five and a half years ago I went to a friends birthday party at a bistro/bar. I went with another girlfriend and her boyfriend at the time. I seen this guy sitting at the birthday girls table. So I walked over said hello, he said hi then I asked him to dance…he gave me a look that he was so not interested. I heard later that night he had an arguement with his girlfriend at the time and she left him sitting alone at the table. So, shot down I walked away and played pool with some of the other friends that had happened to be there. About two month later a friend of mine set me up with someone and I found out before I went that it was that same guy that totally shot me down. At the last minute I told her that I did not want to go. She begged me and begged me. Telling me that I was going to break his heart. He had been sitting there waiting for me with a few other people that we had known. So I finally decided to go. I was only 2 hours late…LOL. But I went and we started talking like we had already new each other. Like long lost friends. We had so much in common. We have been inseparable since then. Now we live together and we are getting married this year on April Fools Day. I am so glad I did not stand him up because I feel in love with him that night.
I knew I was in love with my wife the first time I saw her at a mutuale friends birthday. I could not get quick thinking about her, until we had our real first date. That was 25 years ago and we still love each other as we first fell in love. She is my best friend.
I met my boyfriend the first day of class my junior year of college. He came in late and there were no seats left, so I politely moved my bag so that he can sit down next to me. Throughout the class, he kept talking and asking me questions about where I was from and how I liked my college. I was intrigued by him and his German accent and his story about his travels around the world. He eventually convinced me to leave early, which I would NEVER normally do in class! When we were outside, he walked me to my car and asked me for my number so we could ‘study’ together in the future.
I thought he was cute, but other than that I didn’t think much of it. I was cautious about him. I had just gotten out of a bad relationship, and I wasn’t looking to be with anyone at that time. Plus, I had kind of been seeing someone already.
The next day I recieved a text from him asking what I was doing. Feeling confident, I told him that I was in class but I haven’t eaten yet. He immediately took the hint and asked me to go out to sushi with him. Our dinner was wonderful…one of the best first dates I’d ever had..there was never a dull moment!
I immediately called the man I had ‘kind of’ been seeing and told him it wouldn’t work out. I liked this new guy, and he was interesting, funny, cute, and very genuine. However, I wasn’t sure if I cuold ever love him. You see, I have a past that is very painful…so much so that I have never opened myself up to a guy…it had eventually gotten to the point that I never EVER cried over a man, because I believed that they weren’t worth it.
Fastforward half-a-year. I was stressed out, working two jobs, paying for college, living in Section 8 housing, and my car broke down. I didn’t have any money to fix it and was so desperate to find a way to pay for it without borrowing money just to prove that I could do it by myself.
I didn’t tell my boyfriend about it, and he questioned my growing stress and concern about it. I finally broke down and told him, and..without a word, he left and came back with a check to cover the entire cost of my car, telling me to pay him back when I get the chance. I immediately broke down in tears. He didn’t question me or lecture me about taking care of my car, he just wanted to help.
That was when I knew I loved him. His heart is the most golden heart that I have ever seen, and every day he surprises me more and more. Recently, he hit a bad financial situation with the economy and I was able to return the favor to him. I do so with a loving and caring heart, because I know its the right thing to do.
This Valentine’s Day, we will not be giving each other anything. He told me that he had dinner reservations, but I knew he didn’t have the financial capacity, so I told him that one of the things that I would absolutely love is just to have a picnic in our bedroom and spend the day together. Although he originally objected, he eventually gave in, and I couldn’t be happier, because Valentine’s day is a time for us to spend together and bask in our love for each other.
I cannot tell you enough how much winning this would mean to us. We have both been working very hard and would thoroughly enjoy a day of relaxation with one another. Regardless of what happens, I still consider myself to be the luckiest girl in the entire world becaues I have the man of my dreams.
After a nasty breakup I decided to go back to do something I love, musical theatre. After getting a bit part in a Cole Porter Show, an adorable “little bear” (also known as the pianist!) had caught my attention, as well as others, but they said they got over (him) it, I didn’t. Aftrer a dress rehersal, he dressed in a Tux and me in an evening gown, he said, “would you like to go for a drink? I’ve always wanted wanted to order a Martini in a Tux and I would love to order it with you!” During that lovely encounter I thougth, “Oh my, I’m going to marry this guy” and we did. Two kids, 20 years later we are still singing!
I remember the first day I saw Sam, I was with a friend and I walked into his restaurant while he was working. He waited on us and I just thought he was the most adorable guy I had ever seen. I was trying soooo hard not to smile so my friend wouldn’t notice how much he made me smile. Time went on, we talked a few times. He didn’t seem too interested, he was very preoccupied with being single. I got involved in an abusive relationship and he helped me see the light through it. Some more unfortunate events followed and I became isolated with school, therapy and work. One day, out of the blue, I decided I liked Sam. Just like that. I hadn’t seen him in months but something just came over me. I went and saw him the next day and he invited me to a movie. That night I shared with him how I really thought we should date and he went on and on about how that’s too fast, “the ball will get rolling and then who knows what will happen,” He said. He asked me what I thought, I said, “I think you should give me a kiss” And that was that. We dated strong for a year, until I found that he was not interested in marriage ever. Knowing that was something I knew I wanted in my life I didn’t want to fall more in love with someone who didn’t want what I ultimately wanted. And as much as it broke my heart, I ended it. We decided to meet for dinner after about a month. And over dinner we laughed and laughed and I started teasing him about being a bachelor. Then he shared with me that was no longer his point of view. He told me he couldn’t imagine his life without me in it. And I don’t mean to sound Cliche but I could see it in his eyes, he really meant it. Since then love has deeply taken over our lives. He has been my strength when I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel. He has loved me with all his heart and after three years I can’t imagine loving him any more than I do, but I feel that we grow together more and more each day and I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with him, one day at a time. Sam you are the love of my life and with you there are no ordinary moments <3
It was December 29, 2010 1:30 P.M, was the moment I truly knew I loved my husband. He did the simplest act of kindness, He just merely replaced a burnt out tail light in my car (It’s important you know that I had been questioning myself about my love for him, as we have been together for over 25 years, I love him, but am I still in love?). I can tell you that at that exact moment I reaffirmed my loved for him. It took the reaction of the women in my office for me to realize it. The weather had been rainy and wet and two taillights had gone out in my car. Our schedules conflict, as he works 6 nights and I work days. He came to my work that day, and replaced the taillights. Our office staff was congregating in our break room, when he came back up to tell me he was done and to return my keys, a co-worker asked why he was here, he responded “Oh, I came to replace the taillights in Angie’s car, I can’t have her driving home in the dark rainy night without break lights” (by the way, he replaced the bulbs in the rain). When he left the office all the women were gushing about it. It took that moment and the comments of my co-worker for me to fall in love with my husband all over again.
It may not be flowers, chocolate or Jewelry or the romance we see in the movies. Its gestures like this…. this is what true love is all about (at least it is for me). Yes, it is the kind of love that makes a man come change taillights in the rain. These ordinary routine & mundane acts are his tokens of love for me…I love that Man!!
It only took me about a decade to realize I was in love with my now husband =). We were best friends in high school. I liked and thought of him as I did my girlfriends. No romance, no flirting, just friends. We lost touch after high school but 11 years later he happened to pass by the restaurant in which I worked. Surprised to see me he stopped in to say hello. At that moment, just seeing him, I experienced feelings that I never had for him. A couple dates later and our first kiss I knew he was the one…I knew I was in love.
If there’s such a thing as love at first sight, then I would fall under that category! I was getting ready to go to my first sign language class at a local church. I walked in to the room and there was this adorable man, signing to some other students. Soon, he was in front of the class, teaching. He was deaf. I was hearing. He was so funny throughout the class. All I could think was, he’s deaf, but he’s so funny and can communicate that through his facial expressions, body language and signs. When I went back to my office the next morning, my boss came in and asked how my sign language class went. I said, “I think I’m in love with my sign teacher!” After a few weeks, he asked if anyone would be interested in taking some of his home classes. Not wanting to jump up and down screaming, “I will! I will!” I casually raised my hand, along with one or two others. We agreed to meet at his apartment later in the week to observe one of his classes that he taught out of his home. That evening, it was discussed going to a deaf event as a group. All agreed to attend. But, I knew his car was broken down so I asked him how he would get there. He signed, “That’s easy. You can pick me up and we’ll have a date!” My heart went pitter-patter! A date! With the teacher!! haha. Well, I did go pick him up and we had our “date” and from that evening on, we were together nearly everyday! We did everything together…all the while, I was still learning sign language! We became best friends. We actually dated for almost 3 years, but when he finally asked me to marry him, there was no hesitation in saying YES! We had a beautiful Christmas wedding, all in sign language. Even the music was in sign language! It was a wonderful celebration of two best friends marrying for life. We’ll be celebrating our 20th anniversary this year!
And he STILL makes me laugh!
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It was the last day of school my sophomore year of high school. My best friend and I didn’t want it to end. We went all over the school talking to everyone (mostly girls) before it was summer and we spent our days playing basketball and video games with no girls around. It started to drizzle and the wind was blowing pretty hard. I was cold and ready to go. By now we had missed our bus and needed a ride. We went to the one community school pay-phone. Yeah we had those way back in 1995. There were two girls there. A blond and a brunette. We knew the blond but I’d never seen this other girl. She had a one of a kind look. A smile to die for and these eyes that suggested a thousand years of wisdom and experience. Immediately the wind subsided, the clouds parted, and the rain stopped. The sun was shining… Their giggles were infectious… We had to get closer. So we walked over to them, my friend started talking to the blond. The brunette and I awkwardly made our teenage gestures of acceptance toward one another. My fifteen year old heart was pounding so hard in my chest and my mind was blank. They had just called for their ride. We talked a little, mostly just my friend as I watched her. I felt her feeling my stare. We decided we would hang out with them until their ride arrived so we started to walk to the front of the school.
Then “it” happened. My friend and the blond were walking a few steps ahead. Her and I just walked right next to each other. Not speaking or looking at each other. A soft giggle here and there from her was the only sound I could catch over my pounding heart. I turned to look at her. Just then our forearms touched… just our forearms. And in that moment an electricity travelled through my body. Not like a static shock from wearing your socks on carpet. More like a realization, but not a mental acknowledgement either. More of a belief or a faith. A feeling that God and Love and happiness and life were all right there in front of me. In her wise eyes. In her sparkling smile and soft giggles. There she was… My wife. My lover. Mother of my children. Keeper of my flame. The rock on which I would always rely. She was right there. My life! I know it may sound melodramatic and silly. But in that moment I knew I would never leave her side. I knew I’d be with her all summer and for every summer I could get into this life. She would be the first thing I thought about every morning and the last thing I thought of when I died. It was then I knew we would always be together.
It’s now sixteen years later and we have been through the most beautiful moments and darkest hours together. We have always been at each others side, through our two children being born, and the untimely death of my father. Through it all, every time I feel her soft skin touch mine and her loving arms hold me close I know it’s that feeling I live for. The reason I exist. I love you Cristina!!!
It was the last day of school my sophomore year of high school. My best friend and I didn’t want it to end. We went all over the school talking to everyone (mostly girls) before it was summer and we spent our days playing basketball and video games with no girls around. It started to drizzle and the wind was blowing pretty hard. I was cold and ready to go. By now we had missed our bus and needed a ride. We went to the one community school pay-phone. Yeah we had those way back in 1995. There were two girls there. A blond and a brunette. We knew the blond but I’d never seen this other girl. She had a one of a kind look. A smile to die for and these eyes that suggested a thousand years of wisdom and experience. Immediately the wind subsided, the clouds parted, and the rain stopped. The sun was shining… Their giggles were infectious… We had to get closer. So we walked over to them, my friend started talking to the blond. The brunette and I awkwardly made our teenage gestures of acceptance toward one another. My fifteen year old heart was pounding so hard in my chest and my mind was blank. They had just called for their ride. We talked a little, mostly just my friend as I watched her. I felt her feeling my stare. We decided we would hang out with them until their ride arrived so we started to walk to the front of the school.
Then “it” happened. My friend and the blond were walking a few steps ahead. Her and I just walked right next to each other. Not speaking or looking at each other. A soft giggle here and there from her was the only sound I could catch over my pounding heart. I turned to look at her. Just then our forearms touched… just our forearms. And in that moment an electricity travelled through my body. Not like a static shock from wearing your socks on carpet. More like a realization, but not a mental acknowledgement either. More of a belief or a faith. A feeling that God and Love and happiness and life were all right there in front of me. In her wise eyes. In her sparkling smile and soft giggles. There she was… My wife. My lover. Mother of my children. Keeper of my flame. The rock on which I would always rely. She was right there. My life! I know it may sound melodramatic and silly. But in that moment I knew I would never leave her side. I knew I’d be with her all summer and for every summer I could get into this life. She would be the first thing I thought about every morning and the last thing I thought of when I died. It was then I knew we would always be together.
It’s now sixteen years later and we have been through the most beautiful moments and darkest hours together. We have always been at each others side, through our two children being born, and the untimely death of my father. Through it all, every time I feel her soft skin touch mine and her loving arms hold me close I know it’s that feeling I live for. The reason I exist. I love you Cristina!!!
After dating a handful a losers during my college years I had come up with this theory that I shared with my friends about why I wasn’t finding the right guy…I was a little down on myself and proclaimed that I was just an “average girl”. I was good at everything, but not great, I was pretty but not hot, I was smart but not a genius…I was just medium! I was a medium steak. When guys order their steaks they always order well done, or medium rare, etc. no one ever orders it plain “medium”. After a few months I started dating this new guy and he seemed so perfect. He opened car doors, he was romantic and sweet. I never knew what I really wanted in a husband but I did know what I didn’t want and so far he was it. 3 months in we went out eat and it was the 1st time he ordered steak. The waitress asked him how he wanted it cooked and he looked up and said “medium”. It hit me…He was the one, I was in love and I was his medium steak, lol. He never knew about my medium steak theory at the time and i told him about it approx. 1 year later when we were engaged. 8 years together, 3 kids in and I am still his medium steak.
TRUE STORY! I was 15 years old when my family decided to take a weekend vacation, camping on pismo beach. While out there I met a boy who was 17 at the time. From the moment I saw him, I had butterflies. His name was Matt. Long story short, we had a few conversations and a couple laughs throughout the weekend. Sunday morning, we packed up and prepared to hit the road. Before I left I went to say goodbye to my new friend (and hopefully exchange numbers), but his camp site was empty; he had already packed up and hit the road. What a hopeless feeling I had (but then again everything feels hopeless when you’re 15). The only thing I really knew about him was that he happened to live about an hour from me. Every monday when we got back from our weekend, my english teacher would have us write a journal entry about our weekend adventure. I wrote the silliest puppy love essay(which is hilarious now!) After school, I went to develope the photos I had taken over the weekend. To my surprise, the boy had snapped a picture of himself as a joke when I wasnt looking. I kept that picture in my panty drawer for 2 years. One day my mom was cleaning out my drawers and found the picture. She thought nothing of it and placed it in our picture box along with the other odds and ends she had saved over the years(like my artwork, poetry, and journal entries). Another year goes by, and I finally turn 18. One night, a friend of mine invited me to come to a party with him and his friends. As soon as I arrived, he introduced me to his friend from out of town…and sure enough it was him! 3 years later! Its been 6 years since that day we met again and we’ve been inseparable since. A couple years back my mother decided to move out of town. While moving she gave me that box of all the odds and ends to store at our home. There it was, his picture and my journal entry; my mom had saved them both. I framed them together and they are above our nightstand. It always reminds me that love will somehow find its way to where it belongs.
I first spotted my boyfriend on Facebook with my best friend. We were college freshman and looking at all the prospective boys at our two schools. I came across my now boyfriend and thought he was so cute, so I added him even though he didn’t go to my school. Years passed by and one day while I was studying abroad he messaged me and asked me who I was! As you can imagine at first I had forgotten who he was. After I remembered, I was MUCH too embarrassed to tell the truth. I told him we must have met at some random party and never thought of it again. The following year, her first day back my best friend told me her RA was the guy from Facebook, so she set us up to meet each other without my knowing. I was so embarrassed and felt awkward, but he turned out to be the sweetest, most loving guy ever. I knew I was in love with Sam after I told him the real story of how I knew him and added him, and he just laughed about it and called me a Facebook creeper. We still laugh about it today!
I met my boyfriend, Alex, on 4th of July of 2009 at a friend’s party. He’s extremely tall, so I noticed him right away. He’s handsome as well. Anyway, I can’t remember all the details (it was on a holiday that usually involves an abundant amount of drinks), but I do remember him talking to me again at end the night, near my friend’s pool. He wanted me to jump into the pool with him. I’ll admit that I did have a bikini on under my dress, but I was too shy to take the plunge. I left before Alex got back from changing into his swim shorts. On my way home, he emailed me and we started dating from that day on. Last summer, I took him to a water park and smiled all the way down dangerous slides, falling into several pools of water with him.
We met through my former roommate. She was getting married. I had moved away from CA back to the east coast, but planned to attend her wedding. He was the best man…. We had already “met” online through our friends a few weeks prior (he and the groom decided it would be fun to sarcastically tease me on IM, pretending to be my former roommate. He didn’t even know who I was!).
That was October. I already had a ticket to come back to CA in December. I was travelling with my grandmother so she could meet her first great-grandchild. I had bought that ticket in August. I didn’t know how excited I would be for that winter trip!!
I convinced him to meet me for dinner while I was in town. That was it. The moment we looked at each other and smiled…. that was it.
He called out of work the next night in order to see me again. He told me on our second date that he loved me! I had to travel back to NC in a few days!! How horrible! I cried the whole first week home. I knew I couldn’t live without this man who had stolen my heart.
I am a teacher, so I had to stay in NC and finish the school year. In June, as SOON as school was out (really. The next morning.) I took off to drive across the country. I’ve been back in California and with him ever since. That first date was December of 1999. We married on July 1, 2005.
We first noticed one another in high school but never came to talk as we where from different crowds. It wasn’t until his cousins wedding (which was marrying my brothers best friend) that we really locked eyes. I knew I wanted to talk to him but it wasn’t like me to go up to guys so i didn’t and as he kept looking at me he didn’t either. Time passed and it wasn’t til the summer after my freshman year in college that as i was outside my house potty training my puppy and he drove by(not knowing i lived there) that we saw each other again and just smiled. A day later his cousin and husband came by to pick up my older brother when I asked her about him. And a day later she called saying he had asked about me to and wanted my phone number. The next day which was Mothers Day he called, talked for hours, and been inseparable since. We have been together for almost 5 and 1/2 years and are soul mates, best friends, each others everything. Glad to have found such a special person to love me and I love him.
My love story begins 22 years ago when my girlfriends dragged me to a party that I was not at all interested in attending. I was 23 years old, single,living in Sweden and ready to head back home to the United States after living abroad for 2 and a half years. There were three weeks remaining of my time in Sweden. As we arrived at the party, the guy I had a crush on made a hasty exit feeling unwell. Right when I was getting ready to leave the gathering… a soft spoken guy walked over and before I knew it we were deep in conversation. You’ve heard it before, it felt as though we’d known each other for a very long time. We were the last to leave the party. About a week later, he called and we decided to take a day trip to an island. We both lived in the city of Goteborg where an archipelago of islands is accessible by ferry boat.
I no longer remember how we chose the island called Vargon or Wolf Island, a nature preserve, that day. We ended up spending the whole day there swimming, sunning,and talking. For the first time in my adult life, I felt completely at ease with a man. I was not unexperienced with men—up to that point many boyfriends and lovers had passed through my life. For me it was novel to be around a man and be myself, my authentic self. At the time I had not heard this term, but now 21 years later, I know that is what happened. He allowed me to show my true self. In the past, men would seek me out for my exterior, or some other facet of me, but not all of me. This was entirely different—I felt whole with him in a new and exciting way. As though he understood the essence of who I am. We had very little to eat that day, only some plums which have reached the magical perfection of Proust’s madeleines in my memory. I recall many details from that day: our discussion, as we waited at the dock: we agreed that being single was lonely and that we were ready to be in a committed relationship. Also, that we desired children someday. Later, on the island when we changed into bathing suits, it was thrilling to see this man in his swimsuit—he had muscular legs from biking and not only did he enjoy swimming, he clearly enjoyed being in the water—essential to me the water lover.
What I sensed that day was an intense attraction that was both physical and intellectual. That day on the island grew into two intense yet delighful weeks of getting to know each other. Long conversations into the night, going out with friends, going out alone and then one night, I taught him how to make an arrabiata sauce (a spicy tomato sauce). The year before I had lived in Rome, Italy where I learned how to cook a few basic Italian dishes. He loves spicy meals and when it came time to put in the chili pepper flakes, let’s just say the arrabiata sauce (which means angry sauce in Italian) lost its temper!!! My stomach doesn’t handle very spicy too well, and the lovely movie we saw that night, as we held hands for the first time, was marred by a stomach ache that morphed into intestinal cramps by the time we were nearing home from the theater. He invited me up for a cup of calming tea, a cup of lemon balm tea with fresh herbs from his kitchen table. One week later I was still at his apartment and we found ourselves in a relationship. At the end of that week, I flew home to California from Copenhagen having said yes to his proposal of marriage. One year later, after half a year of intense letter writing (this was pre-email, cell phones etc.) we were married on Vargo, the island of our first date. I still have a bundle of letters that my husband wrote to me during those six months that we were apart. Now 21 years later, we are still married. I was right about my husband from the very beginning. I am fortunate to experience a deep sense of belonging in our marriage and that he values my quest to be authentic. And we always have a lemon balm plant growing wherever we call home.
Last night I cried… like a baby. I was crying because the man I am dating is awesome?
I have known Brian for several years. We have mutual friends and have been on several trips together as part of a larger group. I have always had a secret crush on him, well, because he’s handsome, but also because he is so nice. And he really adds to the party because he is easy going and funny. Anyway, I never knew if he had a girlfriend, or if he even wanted one. All I knew was that he was super cool, and I liked him. So a few months ago I took a chance and asked if he would like to fly down to my house for the weekend, alone, just him and me. To my delight and surprise he said yes. As luck would have it, he had been wanting to ask me out as well, but thought I just wanted to be friends.
Its been just a few short months and we are obviously still figuring this whole thing out. But when I read your inquiry about telling you the moment you first knew you were in love, I was compelled to tell you my story. He makes me want to be better; as good as him. So I cried…because he is an awesome person, and lover, and I am a very lucky woman, and I think its love. But shhhh… don’t say anything. I haven’t even told him yet.
Me and my husband are going through a trial separation in our marriage after 15 yrs. We are trying to work things out and get back that romance and re-ignite. It has been rough and we both have been pretty stressed though it all. I cannot get into details but this would help us relax a little and spend an enjoying day together. It will help us relax our minds and reflect on us. We both agree we want our marriage to work out and be together for always and you helping us out with this enjoyable relaxing day would be a blessing. We have done couple massages in the past and enjoyed it very much. I have heard lots of good things about glen ivy and it would be great if we can experience this together.
Once upon a time… He looked at me and I knew he was the one I would fall deeply in love with. We met for the first time at a Rainbow gathering in Arizona, that night was a very full moon and we stayed up by the fire side talking for an endless amount of time under the red moon that had a rainbow around it! We were married 5 years later and are still friends, lovers and soul mates.
Our love story is very unconventional. We met at the local gym that we had both attended for years, but we had never ran into each other before. It wasn’t unti my younger sister visited me one weekend and came with me to the gym. She, being the ever so popular girl that she is, recognized her friend she met earlier that summer at a church retreat. She introduced us and we immediately had a connection. It wasn’t long until we started dating and falling for each other. We were compatible right away and shared a lot of the same interests. Every evening after work, we would go on little dates. Sometimes it was dinner, getting frozen yogurt, picnic in the park; it really didn’t matter where we went we just enjoyed each other’s company. I can remember the exact moment when I fell in love with him. . .
It was a hot summer night and we had just got ice cream at a local ice cream parlor. We sat outside near a fountain and were talking for hours. We told stories about our childhood; we shared embarassing moments, family memories, and I remember feeling so at ease with him. We had the natural connection that was undeniable. During our conversation, he got out two pennies and we threw them into fountain, making a wish. I remember wishing for more days like that with such a great guy.
He ended up dropping me off at home and I left iwith the biggest grin on my face. I never had such a great date. Later that evening on the phone he said that he “never knew two pennies could be worth so much until tonight when I spent them with you”. My heart melted and I knew that I could definitely see myself with him for the rest of my life. Its the little things in life that matter. He shows me everyday how to love the simple things. It is now our tradition to make a wish on every fountain, big or small, we visit. My wish has already came true.
It all started in High School. I played High School volleyball and after every game there he was. Jeremy. He was always there with the nicest words ever. I really enjoyed seeing him after my games. We talked about anything and everything. Then he asked me to go to homecoming, I said yes but I made sure he knew we were only going as friends. I enjoyed our conversations but I wasn’t sure if I liked him in the same way that he liked me. Homecoming came, (October 13), he picked me up at my home, we went to the dance and had an awesome time as friends. After the dance we hung out more at school, I liked him but I wasn’t too sure where it was going. Then comes October 31st, Halloween. I got one of the worst phone calls till this date. It was a friend telling me that Jeremy had gotten in a car accident. Quickly, I told my mom what happened and she rushed me to the hospital where Jeremy was at. I asked to see him, but he was in the ICU, I waited for 3 hrs. Night arrived, and no visitors were allowed anymore. The next day I’m back at the hospital. Finally, Jeremy was out of the ICU. I got to visit him. As I was walking into the room, my stomach was in knots, but I couldn’t wait to see him. When I saw him, he looked pretty bad. I sat in the chair next to him. He looked at me, he held my hand and said, “I look pretty bad huh? I’m glad you are here.” That’s when I knew that we would take care of each other no matter what and at that moment I knew exactly what I felt for him. LOVE, which I will always feel for this man, my husband, partner, and friend, Jeremy.
My husband was a friend in HS. We both went our separate ways for thirty years, spouses, kids, homes…. My boss who went to hs with us told me he passed away. I emailed his hs address and he emailed back! It was his brother who passed away. We emailed back and forth for 2 weeks. We decided to get together one night. I walked down Main street at the beach to meet him and as our eyes met I thought “I’m in trouble” He had the same sparkling eyes and smile I remembered from 30 years ago! We started dating and two weeks later on Feb. 14th he told me he loved me and we married 4 months later. I knew I loved him the night we re met but we were nervous and excited and didn’t say it for two weeks!!! He is the LOVE of my life still!!!!
I don’t know if I still qualify, but I just wanted to share my story… Jose and I met in Spring Break 1994. You could just tell that there was some chemistry between us right away. He was at the resort with his buddy and I was there with my best friend. We hit it off right away and had a wonderful 4 day weekend, just dancing and getting to know each other better, but he was already in a relationship and so was I. We didn’t see each other again until 5 years later at one of my cousins party, but ever since I met him I knew he was the one. When we saw each other again we were both out of our previous relationships and we started talking about that time we met back in 1994. It turned out he was my cousins very good friend and we started dating ever since we saw each other again, we would see each other every day since then. We got married a year later and have been happily married ever since for the past 11 years this March. We have 3 beautiful daughters and have been very happy since.
Wow! Looking for something to do with the love of my life and I stumbled across this contest. It may be too late to enter (I hope not) but I will still share our story…
We met online. We would always say hello and leave other comments and then we exchanged phone numbers but never really used them. However after 2 years of an online friendship we decided it was time to hold an actual conversation. After several games of phone tag, I finally won and we were about to talk on the phone. Silly me I wanted to lose. I didn’t know what to say. I had given up on the dating game and couldn’t come up with anything to say. I could tell she was getting frustrated and she was about to get off of the phone. At this point I knew I had blew it. I guess something within me sensed this and words came from out of no where and we had a very nice conversation. We made plans to meet on May 28, 2010. She had recently moved to Riverside and I was living in Gardena. Well as my luck would have it a tank trunk exploded on the 91 East in Corona. After being stuck in traffic and circling around for over 2 hours I realized that we weren’t going to meet on this day. I called her and informed her that I was heading home and we could try to meet again another day. On Memorial Day, 5/31/2010, she was at her sister’s house in Compton celebrating with family. We spoke and decided that we would meet later that day. I went to pick her up and when I saw her I fell in love. Of course I couldn’t let her know that so to play it off I tried very hard not to look her in the eye and was pretty successful. She had to feel very comfortable with me too at first (or maybe she had pepper spray or a weapon in her purse) because she agreed to leave with me and allow me to take her home. We went to Island’s in Long Beach. She had a lemonade and I had a little something to eat and we made small talk. Still afraid to look at her for fear that I might attack the beautiful woman sitting across the table from me with kisses galour, she must have thought I was some kind of nincompoop, however she worked with me. I then took her home to Riverside. We discovered that we liked a lot of the same things and had a lot in common as well as enough differences that we could have a strong and interesting friendship. Then it happened, I lost the struggle to avoid eye contact and as we sat and continued to talk, she asked me if I wanted to kiss her. I guess she could read my mind and I’m glad she asked because I was too busy trying to be the perfect gentleman and trying not to do or say anything else stupid that would make her question agreeing to meet with me. That first kiss was magical. Suddenly it felt like we had know each other forever. We saw each other online and liked each other. We saw each other in person and it was actually love at first site. We kissed and knew that we were meant to be together.
Coincidentally her name is Ivey!
It all started when I was 10 and he was 13. I moved next door to him and bacame best friends with his twin sisters. A few years later I moved in with his family. And he drove me nuts..always picking on us girls. A liitle more grown up, I use to sneak into his room at night to hang out (never nothing naughty) and play mario brothers on nintendo. I leaned over and gave him a big smooch..ahhh..love..was embarrased and left the room right after. So we started dating a while but didnt work out because I had to move an hour away and he couldn’t aford the gas to come and see me..so we went our own ways, he got married I dated someone for 7 years. I still was in contact with his sisters and found out his wife left him and they divorced…sad to say..but yippie for me..I called him right away and asked if he would like to go out..he said yes..a few months later I moved in with him and here we are married and in love again..he realy is “The boy next door”
so who won???
The first time that I saw him across the hall in school was in 2006. His name was Luis. We both went to the same high school and had mutual friends but had never hung out together. He was on the football team and had the typical cheerleader girlfiend so I figured I had no chance, although I did let my friend, who was on the football team as well, know I thought he was so cute.
Summer of 2007 I got a call from my friend asking if I wanted to hang out. I said yes and he gave me directions to what ended up being Luis’s (the cute football player I was telling you about) house. Him and his girlfriend at the time were split up, and he was dying to meet me after our mutual friend had been constantly telling him how much I liked him.
For a week we hung out everyday. We talked for hours about everything from our favorite numbers, to what we want to do with our lives in the future. There was a spark. Unfortunetly, that’s when the ex came back into the picture. I knew what I had to do, which was disappear and act like the whole thing never happened. So that’s what I did.
Six months went by without even so much as seeing him. Then, the same friend that had introduced us sent me a text letting me know that Luis and his girlfriend had officialy split up and that I should call him to make sure he’s okay. I got his number and did exactly that.
It was slow at first but then we started hanging out again. We hung out, getting to know eachother all over again and soon after we were together.
I realized about a year later that I cared more about him than I did about myself. That every second I wasn’t with him I missed him like crazy. I could be my goofy self around him and he loved it. That’s when I knew I loved him and he was the first person I had ever said “I love you” too. From the beginning of 2008 until now, 2011, we have been together and we are happier than ever.
There’s a reason we met four years ago. It got us to where we are now.
We were meant for each other….
We first knew we were in love after a couple of dates that truly added humor to our lives. Our first official date we went to lunch and I managed to spill water on myself and get gum stuck onto my jeans. At first we did not laugh about it but we knew that we added spark into each others lives. Two weeks after that we celebrated Valentine’s Day and we saw a theatrical movie. The seats were tiny and the show was running long. He went to rub his knee and thought to himself “oh my gosh, we have been sitting here for so long that I cannot feel my knee!” Come to find out he was rubbing the knee of the guy next to him. They were both mortified at the moment. As soon as we left we were both laughing. Enjoying laughter and being with each other… we simply knew that we are totally meant for each other. We bring out the best in each other and we always look forward to the special laughing moments!