Originally Posted by
Alty
AGold. I met my husband when I was still pretty young. We were both 19 at the time, and we've been together since. I'm slightly older than 40 (41 to be exact), and my husband and I will be celebrating our 17 wedding anniversary in a little over a week.
Why am I telling you this? Well, bear with me. ;)
I have a past. A past that most people don't want to hear about, and I won't get into here. But, I will say that I dated a lot before I met my husband. I dated all the wrong guys, a few nice guys, but most of the times, the guys I dated, I dated for the wrong reasons.
The night I met my husband I was actually taking a break from dating. I had come to a crossroads in my life, and for once I wasn't looking for a guy. I was happy being single, and wanting to be single for a while, to figure out who I am. My hubby just happened to cross my path that night, and when he asked for my number I seriously thought "fine, I'll give it to you, and we can be friends, but that's it!"
Well the little bugger sneaked into my heart.
In my experience, when you stop looking, that's when love will find you. Just go out, meet people, be open to every experience, every friendship, and when you least expect it, love will find you. It sounds corny, I know, but for me it was so very true. Heck 22 years together, 17 years of marriage, 2 beautiful kids. That pretty much says it all. And trust me, if you had told me 23 years ago that this would be my life, that I'd find a guy that loves me despite everything, I'd have laughed in your face.