Great stories

STORY 1

Her: People ask me how I fell in love with Allen knew he was “the one”. Honestly, there wasn’t one specific moment when I knew that I would marry him. Contrary to the storybooks & Disney princess movies it didn’t happen all at once, instead it happened slowly over time. I didn’t kiss him and see fireworks or get stars in my eyes, but it was the little things that I appreciated. For example, when Allen and I took his nephew to the zoo, seeing them interact & how much Allen loved that little boy showed me that he would be a great father one day. Another pivotal moment was after we had a big, screaming argument, and Allen didn't leave. It showed me that he doesn't run away when things get hard.
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Him: 7 months prior to meeting my wife, I moved back to Michigan from Alabama in part for a career opportunity, but mainly to be closer to family. My 1st nephew was turning one and it was important for me to watch him grow up. I didn’t have a girlfriend then & wasn't too caught up in finding one. If I'm being 100% honest, I remember telling my parents that I probably would never get married & would live a life similar to George Clooney. Fast forward to a Sunday evening in early July. I made plans to meet my friends at the mall for dinner, but went early to do some shopping. Afterwards, I went and sat at the bar to have a beer while I waited. That's when I saw this pretty little brown skinned lady sitting by herself, also drinking a beer. I boldly went & sat down next to her. As we began to talk I could instantly tell she was different. She had this brightness about her that you don’t come across every day. It felt like meeting my best friend for the first time. After an hour went by, my phone began to ring and I was getting the “where you at bro?" texts. So we exchanged numbers & I asked for the check. She told me that she’d pay for it. I laughed and said, "No, it’s ok, I’ll take care of it”, but before I could even react she gave the bartender her card. After that, we talked on the phone often, and before I knew it we were going on dates. One night she kissed me and took herself out of the friend zone. Now it's been 3 years since I met my wife & I love her more everyday.

STORY 2
"My wife and I met by being in the right place at the right time. It was the night of September 9th, 2010 and some of my friends asked me to go out to a dance club with them. I didn't want to go but one of my buddies insisted, saying that he had a cute girl he wanted to introduce me to. I had been out of the dating game for a while so I decided to push myself and go, even though I figured it would be another wasted night with these morons. When we got to the club, my friends introduced me to the girl they thought I'd hit it off with. She was nice but as we were started talking, I noticed this other brown-haired girl out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't stop staring. My buddies informed me that she was a shy girl named Claire, and it was then I had complete Claire-ity about what I needed to do. I boldly walked right up to her on the dance floor and just start dancing. We hardly said two words to each other when I leaned in and asked if I could kiss her. She blushed with the most innocent adorable smirk, and nodded her head yes. The kiss was pure magic. Afterwards, we went and sat at a table where we talked for hours. Luckily I was able to finagle getting her number before the night ended. The next day I called her up and asked if I could see her again, and we ended up going to a festival together that night. The day after that, I called again, and asked to see her AGAIN, but she told me she was busy and had plans. I found out she already had a date with another guy that she set up before she met me. The following week, we went out again and I asked her "Would you consider only seeing me from now on?" With that same adorable smirk, she agreed. Five months later, I got her to agree again to the most important question of all when I asked her to marry me. Exactly one year after the night we met we were married. Now we've been together for 7 years, have 2 rambunctious boys, and so many great moments. And to this day, she still looks at me the way she does in our wedding photo- which is the same way she looked at me the night we met."

STORY 3
"Josh and I met in a laundry room… I was temporarily living at my friend's apartment in Orlando while searching for my own place downtown. My friend was kind enough not to charge me rent while I was staying with her, so one night I decided it would be nice to offer to do some laundry. Her building doesn't have laundry hook-ups in the actual apartments, so everyone has to use the shared laundry rooms on each floor. I was having trouble finding it because turns out, it was on the complete opposite side of the hallway from her apartment. A short while later, I noticed a guy carrying a laundry basket and being the outgoing person that I am, waved him down and asked him to show me where the laundry room was. I want to briefly mention here that this was the smallest laundry room in history, with 2 old rickety washers and dryers stacked on top of each other. And oh! I can’t forget about how dim it was in there and the lights were flickering. I even made a joke to Josh that it was Will from Stranger Things trying to talk to us (which I found out later was one of the reasons he was interested in me.) As we walked in together, I immediately sparked a conversation, just intending to be friendly. For whatever reason I was being particularly chatty that night. I introduced myself by saying, “Hi, I’m Erica, rhymes with America” (WHAT?!) I continued to ramble on and on but Josh didn't say much, so in my head I just figured he was shy. Afterwards, we went our separate ways and although I definitely noticed how handsome he was, I didn’t think too much of it. A couple hours later, I went back to the laundry room and what I found when I walked in is the reason why I'm still here telling this story. Attached to my dryer was a yellow piece of paper that said my name with the above note attached. After our first date, we saw each other every day thereafter and now we're engaged to be married. I can't wait to do his laundry for the rest of my life 😉."

STORY 4
Tom and I went to high school together. We both started learning how to play guitar in grade 7 and spent hours talking on MSN messenger about which songs we were learning. We started dating when we were 15 and got engaged 6 years later. Tom was about to move 400km away to finish his last 3 years of university. During the summer break before he left, we went on our first overseas holiday together to Thailand. Tom had secretly centered the trip around proposing to me on day 2 so that we could spend the rest of the time blissing out in engaged euphoria. We booked this amazing hotel at the start of our trip where we indulged in a 2hr couple's massage in the afternoon before heading up to the roof top for dinner & drinks. Tom had the ring in his pocket, unbeknownst to me, and minutes before he was about to propose I started to feel sick. Really sick. I ran back downstairs to the bathroom in our hotel room and Tom was left eating dinner alone. Turns out the antibiotics I was taking for my double middle ear infections had mixed poorly with the champagne. For the next 10 days, Tom had to hide the ring from me while we backpacked through Thailand before arriving at our final stop – Phi Phi Island. The first night there, we were watching the sunset on the beach when Tom proposed with the most beautiful 1930's antique engagement ring. It's Marquise shaped with 21 paved diamonds, which is perfect as we were 21 when Tom proposed. Our wedding was at a beautiful rustic villa in Byron Bay with 50 of our closest friends and family. We held the ceremony by the pool and the reception was in a breezeway area off to the side of the pool. The most memorable part of our wedding night was definitely our first dance. We decided we wanted to do something really fun, so we took lessons to learn a swing dance. We briefed our dance teacher from the start by saying, “we will suck at foot work, so give us some showy lifts to distract our guests” and that she did. It was so fun to surprise and wow our guests with our moves. At the end of the dance, Tom carried me off the dance floor and we jumped into the pool. Marriage to us means a lifetime of adventure with your best friend." 📸 

STORY 5
"It's not the most attractive quality to go on a date with someone who is venting about their ex the whole time. And 5 years ago, that was me. I was on every dating site possible, but couldn't understand why no one ever asked me out for a 2nd or 3rd date. In hindsight, it's crystal clear. I was angry and bitter about love. I had recently walked out on the father of my 2 children after a 9 year relationship. He was verbally abusive towards me, often telling me I was fat, ugly, & stupid. His anger continued to escalate until one day he punched a hole in the wall. I realized it was only a matter of time before his abuse turned physical, and I left. As a single mother with 2 kids, I wasn't sure who would want to date me. My ex left me feeling broken and worthless. After multiple failed attempts at online dating, I decided to take a break from dating altogether. I know it sounds cliché, but I needed to find happiness from within me, instead of looking for it in another person. I focused on becoming the kind of person that MY right kind of person would want to be with. 2 years later, I got back into the online dating game and found my Guy... no seriously, his name is Guy. Although I'm not exactly sure how I got any matches with my embarrassing profile bio that stated things like "not looking for a fling, "looking to make a family" "mom of 2 kids." (Not necessarily what men on dating apps are looking for). When I came across Guy's profile, most of his photos were kind of a train wreck, but there was one of him hugging his son that made me want to reach out. I realized early on that Guy was different. He's funny, genuine, and easy to love. But then again, I became someone different. We've now been together for 3 years and just got married this summer. Guy's son is wonderful and and our children love each other so much. My kids like to say, "we don't use the word step, he is our brother." My son and Guy's son are only a month apart. They even share a birthday party together. Being a blended family and an interracial couple hasn't come without it's challenges, but we hope that in the end, our children will be stronger and more open-minded individuals because of it."

Source: The way we met