Originally posted by Peaseblossom:
How did you know when you had met the ONE? Was it always easy?
I had a couple of serious relationships, and a lot of not-so-serious relationships. One of my old boyfriends felt I was the ONE but I didn't feel that way about him. And I told him so but he wouldn't accept it. It was as though he was forcing the situation to be something it could never be. The breakup was plain and simple, as that man now has moved on to find his happiness with his ONE. Another relationship I was in... oh man, I thought for sure that he was the ONE. I thought it the second I met him. That swimmy feeling I'd get when he walked into a room toward me. But alas, he was not the ONE - some other woman was. Funny, I actually had to think about him when I haven't given him a thought in years. Anyway.
I met the ONE at a party when I least expected it. I originally planned to quickly stop by the party with friends, then go shake my thang at a club afterward. I never got a chance to shake my thang at that club I planned on going to - I ended up staying at the party because I met this really neat guy.
I don't know, there was something that just 'clicked' when we first met. On that first night after the party he came home with me (it wasn't like *that* get your mind out of the gutter
) and we stayed up to watch the sunrise. The next couple months were a whirlwind and 5 months and 2 days after we met, we married.
Now, this is going to sound really hokey and/or white trash but oh well. I already had a ring and all the bridal magazines and was beginning to start the plans for the big day. Then we realized, why fuss over all these frivolties? Let's just get married NOW! Why wait because the decision was already made? So we hopped in the car and drove to Vegas. We stopped by several hotels and finally found one that had a vacant room. Better we get some sleep before we change our lives. So we tucked ourselves into bed and I could feel the warmth of my sweet man's breath on my neck, his long arms around my waist, and I could feel he was content and he could feel I felt the same way. Just the way we were lying there, hours before we were to get married - I knew he was the ONE I wanted to fall asleep and wake up to every single day. I will never forget that day despite the marriage being untraditional (no it wasn't an Elvis wedding or a drive thru wedding, we got married at the county commissioner's office) I will never forget the way I felt in his arms. As corny as it sounds, I felt like I was him and he was me. Never before had I felt 'one' with someone. It just 'felt' right, it felt like it was the only thing in the world that mattered... being wrapped up in my future husband's arms and knowing that I've chosen to spend my waking and sleeping hours at my husband's side until the end of time.
So to make a long story even longer...
I can't really say when I 'knew' my husband was the ONE, as it's now something I can't imagine feeling without. *shrug* Maybe I felt it the night we met, but I honestly don't know. Maybe it happened the first time we said "I love you" to each other at the exact same time. Who really knows, and I guess all these years later it doesn't matter. But that moment in the hotel before we drifted to sleep... ahhh. It was that moment I knew that there was no doubt in my mind that we were the ONES for each other...
We're coming up on our 7th anniversary.