How, where did you meet your spouse?

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Something @Tis_Bearself said in a post made me wonder, as there are as any ways to meet as there are couples.
I met mine on Good Friday, introduced by his brother whom I knew through university friends.
D was shy, and very courteous, and not yet 18.
I’d gone out with his brother a couple of times, but we weren’t serious. A bunch of us went to the coast on Easter Monday, and D seemed very concerned that his brother was “letting the family down” by seeming to ignore me and “not taking proper care of” me, so D was the one who was solicitious and attentive, went to the car to get my cardigan when the day cooled … so thinking his younger bro was interested in me, his brother quietly backed off and began dating a lovely girl who’d been at college with one of my sisters. D did seem to become appreciative of me, and with his quiet courtesy, and his strong sense of family, I knew, with no firewarks or lightning flashes, that he was the man I was to marry.

We had our Good Friday days, and our Easter days throughout the years, and he is sweeter and more considerate than ever.
 
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He moved in nextdoor to my first sketchy apartment. We shared a front porch.
 
Love it! And shared interests is a good basis for relationships. 😁
 
Met my husband in high school, he was going out with a friend of mine. :roll_eyes: He went in the service, we lost touch for about 8 years and then ran into each other at the public Library. Got married about 2 years later. Will be married for 32 years this August.
 
Met my wife standing in the registration line at the College of Pharmacy we attended. I still remember her sweet face and bright shining eyes. We both assumed we were going to marry others, but a deep friendship developed and others just fell away over time. It’s only been 35 years 11 months and 18 days.😘
 
With so much circumstance dividing you both for so long , that you found each other again is heartwarming!
You were obviously really meant to be together!
 
For better or worse., in sickness and in health; every day is a blessing.
 
My first “real job” out of college, he was the guy in the next cube over who had been hired the year before. The boss assigned him to train me how to do the job. It was ridiculous as I could already do the job as well as or better than him. He realized that and told the boss I didn’t need training.

He later did me a solid by driving me to and from a date with another guy after I had a fender bender with my brand new leased car trying to drive myself to the date. I was too nervous to drive any more that night, and the other guy was just visiting in the nearby city and had no car, so my future husband drove me to meet the guy and then picked me up later.
 
What a treasure, his humility in realizing and acknowledging that you didn’t need the training he was allocated to give,
and that he took such selfless care of you even before you began dating, while you were still dating others. You were truly blessed in him.
 
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Contra dancing. If you haven’t heard of contra, well, it’s a lot like square dancing. We met at a weekly dance with a great band and a crowd of dancers from college age to senior citizen. It was summertime, and the hall was hot, I mean literally; you had to be comfortable with sweat to dance there.

Anyway, we saw each other weekly at the dance, then started going afterward to an ice cream shop with a bunch of other dancers, and before summer’s end were meeting other times for dates. That was 31 years ago this summer. We still dance, but not as often as then.
 
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I met my husband at a summer job right out of college.

We didn’t date for a few years after meeting.
 
Plenty of time to build friendship which is such an important component of marriage, meeting at a dance and gradually getting to know each other.
And also when the friendship begins long before dating.

I confess that my husband and I didn’t know each other for long before we married, only a few months.
He was 1000 kilometres from his family, and my mother had died, my Dad remarried, and staying at home was too much of a challenge for my stepmother. Nine children ranging down to 5 years old, four teenaged girls, after years of ver ordered singlehood, was a huge shock for her, so some of us needed to leave. I was living in a shared house with university friends when I met my future husband. We’ve been married for getting on to 51 years!
 
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I had a boyfriend that I dated a few months. He wanted to set his friend up with my friend. We decided to go on a double date and by the end of the night we realized we were dating the wrong people. We got married 8 months later.
 
That’s wonderful, 13pollitos

At least he was a friend, not the brother of your boyfriend, unlike mine. 😰
Until the brother decided that he actually preferrred someone more modern in her attitudes, and left us two more traditional folk to ourselves, it was rather awkward. I would never have met my husband had not my future-brother-in-law been a friend of one of the girls in the share house.
During the time of uncertainty and avoidance, my future husband actually rang a radio station to request a rendition of Paul Mauriat’s “Love is blue.”
My brother-in-law the chose someone who has been perfect for him.
 
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College. Beach party. In December. Did you know that lobsters don’t thrive in bathtubs in table salt water?
 
No, but i’m feeling very sorry for them, judging from your inference.😧(Please Note: This uploaded content is no longer available.)

Beach memories!
 
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