We knew each other from a long time ago actually (only as distant friends) and he reached out via email about something! We met for coffee and the rest is history! Very old school!
When we started seeing each other I was very very cautious. Honestly I wasn't prepared to sacrifice my boundaries or my high standards for just anyone. I'd got myself in a place where I felt happy within myself and my life. So I took it date by date.
One thing I did was promised myself I wouldn't play any games. So I didn't tell any tiny white lies or fibs - eg if he asked my favourite film I didn't try to act cool or say something he liked or whatever. I was just honest. I was honest about what I wanted but kept things boundaried. I never tried to people please or be someone I wasn't. I was very much like "this is me" and if he's the right one then he will want me for who I am.
We dated for a few months and then decided to go on a city break. Before the trip I said I wasn't seeing anyone else and he said neither was he. He said he'd like to be in a relationship with me, and I agreed, so we became official. On the city break we realised we loved each other.
I think once we knew we loved each other we started to talk about future plans. But we both wanted time to enjoy being in a relationship without pressure too so we did fertility assessments then gave ourselves a year. We then quite quickly decided to go for it so moved in, got married and luckily got pregnant.
Honestly I'm so glad I reconciled myself to finding happiness in my life as it was. Then my husband entered my life and only enriched it. He wasn't filling a void, if you see what I mean.