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Any positive stories about relationships...(29 Posts)
would love to hear of any beautiful, romantic, positive stories about meeting the one you love..... <3 <3
To me, my man is the prince I always dreamt about finding as a little girl. Noone in the world makes me feel more loved, more beautiful, more respected as he does. He's my best friend and a doting step dad to my dd. I knew after our second date he was the one forever and we've just bought our first date together. He writes "I love you" in the snow on my windscreen, leaves me little notes everywhere and recently send flowers to work with a message that said "just because im thinking about you". He's my Mr Perfect and I count my stars everyday we're together
He sounds like the perfect gentleman. reading that, gave me butterflies. how long have you two been together?
Never mind that gedt where did you find him?
<elbows way to front of queue>
Dp spent 3 months begging me to take a chance on him - he was 24 and I was 35. He also worked for me (I was a publican and he dj's at the weekend). I was convinced it would never work, but now I couldn't bear to lose him.
I'd been in an EA relationship, followed by the deaths of my next 2 boyfriends in a row (no more motorbikes for me! ) I'd given up of ever meeting 'the one' and having children, but we now have dd (20mo), our own home and are marrying next year.
He is kind, loving, a great Dad, and works his nuts off so I can be a SAHM. I am extremely lucky, but it would have been very different if he hadn't worn me down
Message withdrawn at poster's request.
Makeup - I found him on POF 14 months ago. Sent first online message on the Saturday, met the Monday and only spent 12 days apart since whilst he was away with work. I get butterflies everytime he kisses me still.
I fell pregnant five months into a new relationship, really liked the guy but it was a personal disaster for me, I was fairly young, had just graduated, had so much I wanted to achieve first. I had no idea whether or not he was a keeper and was actually planning on leaving the area to live somewhere as when it happened.
I needn't have worried. Six years later we are now married with a second child and a building site of a new house and couldn't be happier. He's the one.
I met mine a year ago
I had been with my ex for two years and we split and I was very upset. He hated my friends and detested spending time with them.
I got straight into a relationship with someone who was unsuitable. Think smoking weed, jealous, bad temper.
I, very childishly I admit, stopped speakig to him and then he rang me after a week and I said it was over.
I then decided to stay single. I went to a pub with a friend anf he brought his friend.
We added each other on facebook
I know and talked non stop for weeks, he invited me to his house and we watched a few movies and had a kiss and a cuddle and then he drove me home.
He's the sweetest most thoughtful person I've ever met. He may not have the gift of the gab but what he does say is always right. He invites my best friend over for movie nights with us and his friend and my friends think he's great he gets invited out with my male friends more than I do
My mum loves him too
My DH was the drunken idiot friend of a friend who tried to nick our free "champagne" I thought he was a fool!! Well I wasn't wrong but I love him to pieces now! He's given me the most amazing beautiful clever son, and turned into A fantastic dad!
Maybe give drunken dickheads a go!!
DH and I have been together for eighteen years. No 'breaks', no infidelity, no game-playing, no major rows, just love, consideration and respect.
He is caring towards me and our DCs, he makes me laugh and I still fancy him. He is the nicest person I have ever met. He is definitely my best friend.
Bit late for the Valentine's issue isn't it, OP?
its never too late to share your love story.
I was 18 and a single mum when I met my Dh. DH was 18 too and I begged him not to get attached as I didn't want him saddled with what I considered my baggage. 7 years on he is a hero to my ds and my best friend, I couldn't have asked for a better husband or father. Dh works extermeley hard to provide for us and spends every spare penny on gifts\treats for ds and I, but more precious than anything material thing he could ever give us is the time he devotes to our family. Selflessness is DH most outstanding quality and I love him more every single day.
Met as students,and literally was a kerching!just talked,talked and yes I knew was one
Had considerable ups,downs,lived together,lived apart,but always been together
We had the big talk(kids,sometime. Married,never. Career hopes, idealistic stuff) really early on. So had a plan
I agree that relationship need this sort of thread. It helps women believe that not all men are cheating lying stealing child intolerant lazy wankers.
My DP buys me flowers, boosts my confidence, listens really listens to me. He comes back with thoughtful responses and good advice. He cleans my house, does DIY unprompted, loves my DD. She adores him. He gives her attention by helping with homework, listening to her practice the recorder, takes her to swimming lessons and praises her progress, suggesting what she can work on next, plans holidays around her.
He doesn't shout, lose his temper, drink too much, put his needs first. He thinks about me. He buys me little gifts that he knows I need or would like. He takes long walks with me and my dog. He's unfazed by anything and encourages me to be the same. He's brave in life. He's good with my elderly relatives and a fantastic father to his own DC
Ladies do not settle for the crap ones!
We met when I was 18, he was 19, at university.
Became really good friends, then spent several nights
Started going out at 19/20. Got married 18 years ago at 24.
It was all about loads of talking, we used to spend many hours talking, I'm sure that's when we started to fall in love.
My DP was a work colleague, she had admired me from afar (completely unbeknownst to me) for over a year before she finally plucked up the courage to woo and persue me and declared her undying love (well lust anyway ) on a work night out.
We are now coming up on 10 years together and have a fabulous 3yo DD as well as her own 5 fabulous bio (now adult) children and she still treats me as well and lovingly as ever. I am blessed.
And as soon as they bring proper gay marriage into Ireland we shall be wed!
Met DP 9 months ago and wasn't ready for any relationship, was quite happy alone with the DC.
We were aggressively match maked by a family member of his and friend of mine.
He completely surprised me by being bright and funny, beyond all my expectations. And I agreed to go out in a date with him.
I have since then tried and failed to put my feelings into words. On that first date I can still recall the precise moment I got shot by Cupid. It was such a shock I actually stopped speaking. Felt like I had been smacked on the forehead. It was like my soul had been completely woven with his. There was a crackle of magic and a Ready Brek glow around us. We chatted until hime time when we just stared at each other, grinning like loons.
He completely wooed me. Took me to lovely hotels, restaurants, surprises and so on, none of it mattered, I was as happy standing with him in a telephone box. He is the lid to my teapot. He has made me feel special every day.
Since then not much has changed. I can be myself. We can talk, cook, go out with kids, laugh, gossip, be relaxed and completely overwhelmed with each other. We drop in on each other, call and text without ever obsessing about it. it is a daily acceptance of the fact we will always be there for each other.
We are a team. We pull together, not apart. We completely support each other. He is like the male me.
He makes me cups of tea and takes the bins out and buys the shopping and is taking me on my first holiday in 7 years. It all sounds so normal, but each and every day I wake up scared that my Happy Ever After will have disappeared. Then he calls, or stops by for a tea on the way to work or is wide awake next to me, bouncing up and down like a toddler pleading for tea, rubbing my bottom with a massive smile on his face.
He makes me want to be the best person I can be. He has taken on and accepted my DC. I have never been so happy. I have been through hell and back to get here. He is going away next week and I shall miss him so much it aches all around my chest. But I want him to go. Because I support him in his work and want to make his life better.
I want to cry a bit now. I never, ever, thought I could be this happy.
My DH and I have been together for 12 years after meeting online at Love@Lycos!
He is the funniest, most handsome best husband and father to our 3yo DS.
We've only ever argued about snack food, and when I took the huff when he told me to 'Eat battery acid, you slime!' at the dinner table.
Met DH when I was 17 and he was 16 at a mutual friends party. He fancied me, but being 16 was a bit clumsy about telling me. He ended up pushing me into her outdoor pool!
I climbed out and burst into tears as I was covered in slimy leaves and sea ants (no-one used the pool much!)
We went out for a week after that but I dumped him because he tried to KISS me. I was a very innocent teen!
We stayed good friends for years, and I moved away. He came to stay for the weekend, we had a bit to drink then didn't get out of bed for the rest of the weekend!
Been with him officially for 9 years now and engaged for three. Just waiting on our savings to mature to get married, although I think of him as my husband already.
We have stinking rows, we shout at each other, we sulk, he has flaws, is very much a "lads lad" but we also have a very loving and honest relationship. He is an amazing dad to our DS and he loves me dearly despite my many foibles!
I thought we couldn't afford to do anything for my birthday this year, he had been saving our Tesco's vouchers for a year and cashed them in for a spa break!
My OH is amazing. We met online, liked each other and decided to meet... and he literally swept me off my feet. We arrange to meet, but his directions were a little confusing and I got a bit lost. He came out to find me, we waved across the street, and he walked over to me, looked into my eyes, smiled and kissed me. I just knew he was going to be trouble
It's been 18 months now; and we've had a few wobbles, but we actually, really talk and get through these things. I know he is there for me if I'm covered in flour/mud/anything else mucky just as much as he would be if I'm being soppy and emotional or bringing him a cold beer. He treats me like a lady - it's not all flowers and champagne (I'd rather a plant and a real ale, tbh ) but we consider each other in our decisions and both believe that above all else it's time and thought that matters more than money.
He isn't my first relationship, and I'm not his, but this is the first time it's felt complete and right. It feels like home. He completes me and my family. My DC adore him and him them. Even the DC's father thinks he is a really good bloke, and from him, that's high praise indeed.
One of the ladies above put "he's the lid to my teapot" and I think that's a wonderful way to put it. I feel so incredibly lucky.
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