Your True Love!

Valentines day is almost here so thought it would be fun to here about your true love.... I was 13 when I met mine, he was l6. Big teddybear guy and so cute. I married him when I was 18 and we have been hanging around together for the last 41 years. He is my heart and always will be. How about you???
Meems

Oh, Meems! High-school sweethearts! How romantic!

I wasn't that lucky in the beginning ~ seemed to pick guys who were overloaded with emotional baggage. Some of it was my fault ~ I hadn't learned the difference between being alone and being lonely so was a "serial monogamist." Once I found out that it was alright, actually kind of nice, to be alone, in walked Kenny! Actually he was sitting ~ in his truck out front of the local convenience store eating a piece of fried chicken. :-) He said he knew when he first set eyes on me ... me on the other hand needed a little more coaxing. My best friend, sister, mom, everyone else knew before I did. I kept denying it because I wanted to be alone with my new found aloneness. ;-)

I finally opened my eyes and it was the best thing I've ever done. What I saw was a kind, loving, down-to-earth, respectful and hardworking man who just wanted someone who would accept his love and not turn it into something dirty then throw it back at him. That's not much to ask for. I have kept his love close to my heart where it can grow into something even more beautiful that I can give back to him. It's only been three years, but that's three times as long as I've ever been with anyone else and a thousand times more love than I've ever felt. I can't imagine myself without him.

Well, you know who my sweetie is. Howie and I met October 19, 1990, at a combined hayride/cookout held by our two churches' respective singles groups. I wasn't looking for anyone at that point - I'd just about given up and basically told God He'd have to show me who He wanted me to be with since dating could be so heartbreaking (I can relate to your "serial monogomist" comment!). Howie was wearing bib overalls and a baseball cap. I thought he was a nice guy, but there was no spark and I didn't think he was my type at all.

We saw each other at the singles activities and I got to know him better. We started doing stuff together, like going to movies and playing cards, in March 1991. Unknown to me, all this time, he was praying God would change my heart and that I would like him. He had friends at his church praying, too. He likes to say I never had a chance. ;o)

I think it was his backrubs that did me in. Oh, and the prayer. We kissed for the first time in August 1991 and two days later I blurted out that I didn't want to be with anyone other than him. Two days after *that* I got cold feet and freaked out. But shortly after that, I was back to the whole-life thing. ;o)

We set a date for October 19, 1992 - the anniversary of our meeting, remember. But we decided there was no good reason to wait that long and changed the date to leapday 1992. I can't believe our ten year anniversary is coming up next month; he's my best friend, I love spending time with him, and the time has just flown by!

A funny side-note: Howie started going to my church shortly after we started really dating. A few weeks later, our Pastor announced our engagement. For some reason, many people asssumed we just met right before he started attending this church with me. No one said anything, but for months after our wedding, people were asking if I was pregnant. Gads...Didn't help any that I carry my weight in my tummy! I wasn't pregnant then, never have been, don't plan to be! LOL




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I read somewhere once that, upon seeing the "right" woman, it takes a guy just 17 seconds on average to know he is smitten, whereas we women need all the way up to months or years, rarely feel the instant thing. Cupid's darts must be a guy thing. That's why they must pursue us until we catch them.

Are we women just pickier? When I was a teenager, I had a whole list of what I wanted in a guy. As I went through my teens in into my college years, that list transformed into something very different. Howie was still a surprise and a departure from the man I'd originally "set out" to find. I am sooo glad I did not end up with my high school version of my dream boat. :)

GW, I never found that one to end up with, and am not sure such a person could have existed. I still think he might have been great, but I'm not sure I would want to live up to such a standard as he would have set.