We need a script writer! Who’s a script writer?
(I’m so boring. Husband and I met in our college dorm.)
I didn’t even include all of my juicy details including having to be towed out of my driveway in a snow storm to pick him up at the airport @doschicos
We were high school sweethearts–we met in marching band. He was drum major and I was captain of the flag team. But we blame the romance on having the same math class.
My wife and I worked on a stock exchange floor. My wife saw my name on an employee list and she told a friend she was going to marry me. My last name was similar to the name of her cats growing up so she was going to marry me.
We had not met yet.
We became friends. After about a year, something triggered. I knew our friendship was going to progress to boyfriend/girlfriend. My wife felt she was too young to get married so she did not want to date me. (She was 24). My wife did not want our relationship to move forward. I had no idea my wife knew we were going to get married. I was clueless. 
My wife put up some roadblocks so our relationship would not move closer.
My wife told me a couple of reasons why we couldn’t be more than friends.
One reason was she told me she was dating somebody else. What she didn’t tell me was that guy she was supposedly dating was gay.
The other reason was we worked for the same company and so we shouldn’t date.
I found out the guy she was supposed to be dating was gay. I didn’t say anything.
One day, I just went up to her and said, “We are going to start dating. I quit my job”.
Dating and after living a couple of years together in sin, which my mother still hates to this day, we got married. 32 years so far.
@TonyK, I have been reading your posts about your wife and I want to say I am very sorry about what happened. I hope you are doing ok.
I took a physics class 40 years ago and the professor, Professor Hewitt said, “A part of every person who has ever lived is in every breath we take”.
Your post in this thread was very moving.
I know the book is going to be perfect.
@dstark, Thank you for your thoughts. I was preparing for this day ever since her doctor told us she had Stage 4 breast cancer. Today I completed a section of her flower garden, and now it’s back to her poetry. All I do is type a poem in Scrivener and go on to the next page. After our two kids were born she stayed home and did daycare along with writing many poems about motherhood, children, and nature.
She had a small Canadian press print copies of her first edition 20 years ago, but now I can add a lot more poems, get it on POD, pick a few internet publishers, and even have a small printing run if necessary. Too bad we didn’t have these options when we were young. I’m sure she would have done the same for me.
I had heart surgery three months ago so I’m slowly getting back to normal. My perspective on life has changed and I’m grateful to have the time to spend with my family.
@TonyK, wow…you have gone through a lot. I am glad you have your family. I am glad you have your wife’s poems.
The story of my heart attack deserves a thread of it’s own because it is unbelievable. Stay tuned.
@TonyK, I want to read about your heart attack.
@TonyK, I am so sorry for your loss. Hugs.
@GoNoles85, wow, your story immediately brought to mind an old, old Hollies song called Bustop. :x
I am not familiar with the song or the singer but thanks for mentioning it.
I feel compelled to add a little bit. We met at a bus stop but I didn’t know, at the time, that she would be the most important person in my life. I got her phone number and we dated for a little while. There were other women in the picture for me. I was in my late 20’s as I said. I wasn’t exactly George Clooney but I managed to keep myself busy. She was mid-20’s and had barely been kissed.
I asked her to my company’s Christmas party. That is when I knew she was the one. So, every Christmas, I look back at some pictures I have from around that time. Christmas is already a pretty amazing time.
She lived with her sister and her sister’s three young kids. A typical date for us around that time was me walking to her apartment and just hanging out. There was a small black and white TV set and not much else. Sometimes we didn’t say much. We just hung out. The kids would translate, if there was conversation.
A typical phone conversation at the beginning was me saying something, followed by a short pause, and then her saying “Como?”
Her english got better.
We started with basically nothing. So it has been an amazing journey and I am so glad we stuck it out when so many other couples don’t. You have to make it work, if at all possible. I think, in some ways, fighting for it, and fighting to keep it, make it more valuable.
DH and I did not meet in college.
I lived in a little town in NH. I was the house manager for a summer music festival in a neighboring town. DH was the production stage manager who came from NYC for the summer. But really we didn’t connect until I was in a civic theater production at this theater…and he was doing the lighting. Plus…someone else had to be the house manager and he wondered why!
We married two years later.
We went to different colleges. She needed extra classes to graduate in 3 years. I dropped a class and needed to make up the credits. We took the same class at the local community college. She sat in front of me. I was hitting on the girl sitting next to her. That didn’t work. The rest is history.
Met my husband 25 years ago after a rugby game- and as rugby players are known for, it was at a bar.
Were at same small parties in high school. Never met. Both went away to college. Her at UVA me at W&L. She dated a W&L guy I knew from our hometown in college. She went to parties at my fraternity house. Never met. Grad school back home, 2 weeks in. Met at a med school party thrown by one of our mutual friends. Met at exactly the right time. Any earlier she would have had nothing to do with my immature self. Any later, someone else would have beat me to her. Thank the gods for fate.
Forwarding @bookmom7 to D the hooker. It will make perfect sense.
@AboutTheSame - spent some time on a pitch- have you?
@bookmom7 sounds like maybe a fly-half or a scrum-half.
Fun how this thread topic resurfaces every few years.
DH and I met on a ski trip and lived in different cities. He was in the military at the time. He had to decide, not too long after we met, to either stay in and get shipped overseas, or get out and get engaged. He chose the latter. Next month will be our 32nd anniversary. We went skiing on our honeymoon (in July) and try to go every year, eve if only for a day.