One day we went to the store and ran into an old friend and her 2-year-old. While the mom and I were catching up, he was laughing it up with the kid, playing with the toys on the shelf, and helping her practice her flying. Seeing him so happy and at ease with the child made me realize how amazing and loving he is, and I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him.
Postscript: Unfortunately, it didn’t last.
And after a lovely evening together I woke up in the morning to find her in front of me with a plate and a fork and a knife and an omelette. It was the first time I had ever gotten breakfast in bed. And after that moment I realized that I was in love.
Postscript: Eight months and dandy!
She was studying abroad in Europe, and I suddenly realized that I couldn’t wait to talk to her online, to communicate in any way possible, because I wanted to feel that connection. At that moment, being with her felt more right than anything else in the world.
Postscript: We’ve been dating for more than a year!
I saw him playing football “tackle” and “fumble” with his 18-month-old nephew for the first time.
Postscript: We’ve been dating for a year, and it’s going really well.
We were of two different religions, and his parents were not accepting of my faith. He told them that he was going to marry me regardless of what they felt.
Postscript: We have been married for 37 years, raised three children, and celebrate both religions in our home.
He would always drive me to and from meet-ups with friends and play my favorite radio station in his car even though we have different tastes in music. At the end of every night, he would open the car door for me and walk me to the front door. Then he would shyly tell me he had a nice time, awkwardly give me a hug, and run back to his car. It was really cute.
Postscript: Eventually, one of the times he walked me to my front door, he asked me out on a date. We have been dating for two years, and he still opens the car door for me and walks me to my front door after every date.
She fell asleep in my arms for the first time, and I laid in bed thinking, “Is this for real?” I couldn’t shut my eyes and my heart was pounding. I kissed her on the cheek. Nothing else mattered and everything felt right.
Postscript: We’ve been dating for two-and-a-half years, and I couldn’t be happier.