Stories of how you and your spouse met

[Luther073082]

Met on CF single's forum when I joined it 3 years ago.

We both sort of noticed eachother because we where both Lutheran. I noted that I thought she was cute in the pictures she had on CF.

We started talking privately maybe about a year or so later. It eventually went to the point of talking on the phone. I really liked her quite a bit after talking privately and wished she lived near me. At this point both of us had just gotten out of bad short term relationships.

So eventually I noticed a post indicating she had a crush on someone but thought it was unrequited. So I thought that this would be something she would talk about with me so I started pressing her for information as to who it was. Eventually she gave it up and it turned out it was me. . . I told her that I liked her too.

Eventually I decided that I should meet her and I decided to visit her in August for a vacation. (She lived in FL at the time, and even if we didn't like eachother I would have a nice vacation.) I was planning on having to pay for a hotel for the week but her parents surprised me by allowing me to stay at their house for the week. (A big surprise considering they didn't know me) I belive I bought the plane tickets in May - '08. From then on until we got married we talked on the phone every day, except when we visited eachother.

I met her on Aug 1, '08. We had a lot of fun and went to church together. After I went home at the end of the week we didn't see eachother until Thanksgiving when Melissa flew up to see me. (This was difficult step for her because she is afraid of flying.) It was when we went hiking that I remember deciding that I wanted to marry her.

From then on we continued to see eachother about once every 2 months. On March 14, 2009 on I belive our 4th visit I asked her to marry me. She said yes

We continued talking every day on the phone and seeing eachother once every two months, even if it was only a visit where I would fly in on Friday night/Saturday morning and leave on Monday morning. She also switched to traveling to see me by bus instead of by plane as she found the bus far less scary even though it took an entire day.

We just got married April 10, 2010. She now lives in Northern Indiana with me at a house we are renting from my dad. We are just starting to get used to being married and using the terms "wife" and "husband". Melissa is going to have to get used to the weather since it is significantly colder here then it is any place she's ever lived in her life.

 

[Arashi]

Great stories!

 

[created4success]

We just got married April 10, 2010. She now lives in Northern Indiana with me at a house we are renting from my dad. We are just starting to get used to being married and using the terms "wife" and "husband". Melissa is going to have to get used to the weather since it is significantly colder here then it is any place she's ever lived in her life.

Congratulations on your marriage, Luther! You'll have many wonderful years together in Christ.

 

[pwfaith]

Hi guys, I am single. So I think I am breaking the rules. But I wanted to know if any of you would like to share your story of how God led you to your spouse.

I love when people ask this. I love reading how people got together For me it started before I even met my DH. I was in college and had been dating someone else (I was a bit boy crazy back then) who had ended the relationship. I was devastated at the time. I KNEW I was meant to get married and have children and *my* plan was to go to college, meet Mr Right, get my Mrs. degree and be married within a yr out of college I was thrilled to have found him my first year there, or so I thought. Of course a few months later I'd met someone else and HE was the "one", or so I thought, until he broke up with me for the girl down the hall. I was DONE! Frustrated and devastated, DONE. We had chapel meetings we had to attend every week. That week one of the girls leading the music shared her story of how deeply she'd wanted to find "Mr. Right" and get married but hadn't, then God asked her "what if I call you to be single, will you still love me, worship me and serve me to the fullest" WOW! That hit me like a ton of bricks. I really started questioning my desires and if they were truly in line with God's for my life. WHAT IF, he called me to be a single missionary or something, would I be ok with that?!?! After much prayer and many tears I finally said "Yes God, that is fine with me, whatever YOU desire" It was the most peaceful and best semester I had. I had a guy friend who I went on walks with and went to the coffee house with but I didn't care anymore. He left without warning lol it was odd but I found I wasn't upset by it. Such peace.

The next year I came back to school for the Fall semester (my Junior year). I always worked with the kids on Sunday nights at our church. DH says he came in after returning from a Drill weekend in Atlanta with the Marines and saw me, thought I was cute I honestly do not recall seeing him at all though. That week after chapel he was walking with our associate pastor (they were good friends) and he asked if he knew who I was. Our associate pastor (we'll call him M) was ALWAYS trying to play matchmaker with me LOL So of course he was like I had just walked into the student center and I hear "SARAH!!! SARAH!!!" I turned and looked out the door and saw him with DH across the parking lot. I KNEW! "Ugh! who is he going to introduce me to now." So he introduced us, I went on my merry way. The next day the associate pastor called and said he had the keys for me for Sunday night for the kids room and asked me to come get them. I went down to his office and who was in there but DH. Of course M "left them in the car" and left to go get them. I was SO nervous. DH was HUGE, he'd just gotten home from basic training and he was much taller than I was (or so it felt). We chatted for a bit, M brought me the keys and I left. I was so embarrassed walking out of there, I'd sat in the chair with my backpack still on, I thought for sure I'd looked like a fool!

The next day at lunch DH came up to me and my friend, looked at me with this gruff/tough attitude and said "what ya doing tonight?" ... "nothing." ... "wanna go out?" ... "ok, sure" and then he just walked away, WALKED AWAY!! I looked at my friend, and said "did he say a time or place or anything?" She looked at me, shook her head and we both busted out laugh. Mr. Cool had messed up ROFL He realized it and came back over a few minutes later and said "when you're done eating, come over to my table" I did and we talked for a while. Unfortunately he was friends with someone I'd had a bad experience with the year before so I wasn't too sure what to think (this guy and I had ridden to NC together - save gas both going the same place - evidently he liked me and up and kissed me out of no where - I don't care for that, it was rude!). And would you believe he ended up inviting himself on our date, as a double date :o

The evening went well, we had a good time. We went to Damon's for dinner and DH and I kept trying to turn the TV to cartoons and the other couple kept wanting news and sports lol DH and I also voted for putt-putt or bowling, something fun where we could talk, etc but they vetoed us and we went to see Zoro instead. DH only had 1 night off work a week so we went out again the next Wed night. That same dude invited himself along again! Except this time he didn't have a date (can we say fishy?!?!) I tried to hint that I didn't want him going. He told me to move to the back and I told him no lol and he said he wasn't going to go if I didn't move and I just looked away and sat there. Somehow I ended up getting bumped and him coming along anyway, I don't remember how that worked out. DH and I had a blast, we laugh and joked. He tripped over a weight thing in a store and I told him about the secretive tattoo I'd always wanted. It was just so much fun and we connected so well. And can you believe that guy tried hitting on me while I was on my date with DH! I pretended to be asleep on the way home, it was very late, and heard them arguing. DH almost kicked his "friend" out of the car and made him walk home. To say the least they really haven't spoken since then.

We just kept talking on the phone, hanging out when we got the chance, meeting after class, sitting together at meals. He worked with a guy I had an 8am class with. So he asked him what I usually ate in class lol - Smore's poptarts every day! (yea so healthy! lol) So DH sent in with this guy a HUGE box and a little note. It was so sweet. He would show up at my dorm with a box of my favorite ice cream and call up telling me to bring down 2 spoons. We sit on the tail of his truck and eat it looking at the stars, talking. He held the doors, put down his shirt for me to sit on, etc.

I knew after we'd been dating for about 2 months. I distinctly remember looking at him at the Marine B-day Ball and thinking "my gosh, it's him!" Then he broke up with me 2 wks later We both knew it was getting serious and he told me if there was ever someone I wanted to date or find out about, this was the time, b/c if we got back together that was it. He was right That was it. We got back together after Thanksgiving break - thanks to a good friend - good memories there. And that was it. We got engaged in April, ring in May, married in Aug.

 

[Erinwilcox]

We actually met in a church that we have now left.

I grew up knowing that I didn't want to casually date or get involved "just for fun." I was 19, and I had just broken up with a guy who had some really different ideas about what a relationship should look like (get together once a week outside church, call maybe once a week, not sit with me at church--NOBODY even knew we were dating except close friends and our families). Although I was the one who gave the ultimatum, it still hurt when he decided that he couldn't treat me the way that my father felt I deserved to be treated.

After this, I swore off guys until I was out of college. Why deal with the emotional roller coaster of a relationship when I was stressed out doing 20 credits a semester? This really worried my my mom. "You're sending out 'Don't Come Near Me" vibes,'" she would tell me. I didn't really care.

While this was going one, one of the pastors at my now ex-church was trying to get me involved with this guy named Patrick. I didn't know about any of this, and when I got an inkling of it I didn't know it who it was. I'd never met Patrick before, but my mom was always trying to get me to introduce myself to him because we were both musicians. "It's not like you're going to marry the guy, Erin--Just be friendly!"

I was too shy to meet him, and I definitely didn't want to marry ANYONE from that church--I had had a lot of bad experiences there, and I was trying to get as far away as possible from the situation.

Well, one Sunday night, my parents were talking to Patrick and some other guy. All my friends had gone home, and I thought that I could finally get my mother off my back -D) about being shy. I went up, introduced myself, and then listened to Patrick talk nonstop for about thirty minutes..

Later that week, I decided to ask him via Facebook if he wanted to help me start up a music group with the intention of going and singing at a local nursing home. He started messaging me back, and this went on for a while . . . and then moved to email . . . which then moved to IM . . . He would always tell me that he would talk to me at church, but then he would spend the whole night talking to my father. It was weird.

At some point during all this, I KNEW that I was going to marry him someday. I had a lot to think about--he was almost eight years older than I, we had very different personalities, and I could never get a word in edgewise when he began to speak (especially with my dad). I began making a point of NOT interrupting him or going up to speak to him whenever he was talking to my father. He had to ask my dad's permission some time.

Well, there was one Sunday night when my parents were going to host the youth group for a Sunday night late night Bible study and food event. My mom had already left, and I needed to leave. Was dad coming with me or was he going to ride home with someone else? He was talking to Patrick. I broke my own rule and interrupted . . . the one conversation that I did NOT want to interrupt. Oops. As it turned out, Patrick was asking my father for permission to see me, and my dad wanted to ride home with Patrick so that they could talk (not about me, just talk because they like to talk).

So, things started out that way. Six months later, Patrick proposed at the Kennedy Center after taking me to see the Nutcracker just before Christmas. Following that, we were married seven months later. We are really loving married life. He and my dad still talk all the time. I still can't get a word in whenever they are together.

 

[Lilymay]

We met on our first day of college, accounting 1 class. I walked in and there was an empty seat and I asked the guy in the seat behind that one if the empty seat was taken and he said no. That guy is now my husband.