How We Met

How We Met: Tom and Courtney

We grew up in the same town, went to the same high school, our families knew each other for years, and Tom was a good friend with my brother. I never thought of Tom as anybody other than my brother’s friend and someone who was ahead of me by two years in our high school. He and my brother double dated. Tom would often come over to get my brother and they would go to football practice together. After high school Tom went away to college, graduated, moved away, and I never gave him a second thought. Then during the Christmas season soon after I graduated from college I ran into him while he was home visiting his family. We hadn’t seen each other for several years. I don’t know what happened-but everything had changed! We talked and talked and at the end of that evening he said to me, “You know, we’re going to get married.”. And three months later, we did. 

How we met: James and Melissa

I met James on the school bus! We were childhood friends, next door neighbors and best friends all through high school. I think deep down we both had feelings for one another, but were afraid to be honest about it and ruin a good thing. 

So we dated other people, but still remained friends.

One day, at age 20, I decided to tell him how I felt. After all, here I was dating jerks, and this wonderful guy was right here under my nose! So, I mustered up the courage, and we started dating. We fell in love- just like the storybooks- and it's been 6 wonderful years since then.

He was my best friend long before we started dating. And he still is. 

 

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How We Met - Jennifer and Barry

We first met online by complete coincidence. We were both playing some stupid browser-based game and he attacked my man! We started chatting but it started out just as two strangers from two different parts of the world getting to know each other. He's Belgian and I'm American. After a few months, we realized we had way more in common than what we originally thought, and started talking much more often and then after almost a year of talking every single day on the phone phone, text, email, or chatting (minus one day where he was at a festival for a weekend and his phone died while we were listening to the Foo Fighters together).

He flew to Atlanta where I was living at the time. And the moment we saw each other, he said "Hey baby!" with that wonderful warm smile. I knew he was the one. It almost felt magical, like all of the sudden I felt a complete calmness and just knew it to be true. We started making plans for our life together from that visit on... and after many flights back and forth (him to the states and me to Belgium), I moved to Belgium at the beginning of the year and we were married in March. 

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Mike and Karen

What a great topic!  I was married twice, divorced twice.  What can I say?  I was attracted to bad men.  At the age of 40, on my own for the very first time in my life with one child left in the nest, I was not going to start dating.  Friends were always trying to fix me up and I did go on some awful blind dates (another story!)  I was doing just fine!  I had a good job, my daughter was doing great in school, I had a big extended family and friends for company - what did I need with a boyfriend.  Get the picture? 

I joined a book club and there I met a man, about 10 years older than me - short, bald, dressed like an absent minded professor, drove a stodgy old car - I wasn't attracted.  But every week we sat together and every week we ended up talking and talking and laughing and laughing.  I agreed to go out for coffee. I found out he is a psychiatrist and decided never to date him! 

But we had such a great time that I agreed to go to a jazz concert.  As we talked and got to know each other, we discovered that we had a mutual friend.  The next morning I called her to find out what his story was. She said "Yes, I know, he already called me."  I wanted to know what she told him and all she said was that I was the nicest person in the world (her words, not mine). The she told me that he is the nicest person in the world, too. Go figure. 

Our first real date (ended with a kiss) was lunch and the St Patty's day parade.  That was 21 years ago and we're still together. He even gave me a gold locket with our pictures inside last year. Inside, there was an engraving: "1989 to 2009, 20 wonderful years."

Pete and Janet

Let me just start off by saying I hadn't dated anyone in five years. And then my ex came to see me at my college. I had dated him for three years, and even though he was a total jerk to me, I still had a special place for him in my. Needless to say he was a jerk to me once again. And I thought to myself that I would never heart find anyone. I would never love again.

I called my cousin the next day, crying, because of what had happened. And she invited me to a party that night to cheer me up. I was still upset when I got, which put a damper on me enjoying myself. But by the end of the night I figured I should ask someone to dance since no one had asked me. So I looked around the room only to find this cute guy sitting all by himself. I figured I had nothing to lose so I asked him to dance. It turns out that he went to the same school as me and we had a lot in common.

He took me out and was a total gentleman. He opened every door and wouldn't let me pay for anything. And, most importantly, made me feel better. A few years after college, we got married. And that, kids, is how I met your father.