Marriage stories (good and bad)

[RayvenQ]

I first got talking to my now fianceé about 18 months before we got together. She'd posted in a forum about some bad stuff that had happened to her, so I sent her a message expressing my sympathies, we got talking and became friends. On the off chance, I messaged her saying we should meet up some time, just as friends, which caused us to look up exactly how difficult it'd be to see each other, which, as it turned out was fairly simple even if a bit far relatively speaking (260 miles)

Fast forward almost 18 months, and we both had a breakdown in our relationships, so we helped console each other, although she sometimes didn't come online because she didn't know how to help me. So then she started going after this guy that she had had a crush on for a while, with me egging her on since as a friend I thought this guy would make her happy, as it turns out he was a complete asshole who was just leading her on, it was while I was egging her onthat I developed a crush on her myself, simply due to how well we got on and as we both joked, our psychic bond, which, as it turns out we weirdly did a lot ofthe same things at the same time or thought about the same things. Even with my feelings for her, I still egged her on, until, after over a month of her trying to get with the guy, she realised the guy was simply not interested. So I took a chance and asked her out, after a few days she said yes and we got together on the 21st of this month last year. She decided to say yes on the 21st because of her beliefs and the 21st is an important date for her beliefs, so she decided new begginings and to take a chance.

Fast forward 6 months, and I asked her to marry me via sticking post it notes on her bedroom wall when I visited her, after some deliberation, she said "Okay" to my yes or no question (which i still make fun of nowand then)

We're just so right for each other and just get each other so completley, it's kind of scary. This year has gone by fast, though we have still managed to get together in person for about 1/3rd of the year. It's had some tribulations, like her being in love with the guy she was after, for months after our relationship began, but, she said she didn't want to be in love and i understood that and her difficulties. She also took a long time, almost a year, to properly fall in love with me, but we talked about that early on and we both figured out that she didn't feel like she was in love with me, because it felt like we'd known each other that long and sort of skipped the initial in love phase that couples usually have.

What's especially funny is that she'll never tell me off for looking (only looking) at women, because she does it too, infact when we're out together, we both look for nice looking women to point out to each other!

[Mishi]

My lovely little sister and her awesome dude decided that being wed atop a mountain was the best course of action, and so they did. We hiked up in the dark, they made the most of the low light to get changed, and had a lovely ceremony at dawn. The flying, biting ants didn't wreak it (came close though) and neither did our dad nearly falling off the mountain during the vows.

[Ted_The_IT_Guy]

My husband and I did the "court house special" almost 9 years ago. When we were getting ready to sign the marriage certificate, I noticed something that ended up halting the proceedings for a few minutes: our license number is 12345! Many Spaceballs jokes were made, and we annoyed our judge (whoops! ).

So if the judge was annoyed, I guess it would be too much to hope for that you all did the SHORT, SHORT VERSION?

Video of that would be too awesome for words.

Anyways...met my wife through a foreign exchange pen pal service. She wanted to practice her English (as she comes from the land of cheese and wine...er..France...and actually can speak Breton fluently as well. Bretons (Brittany/Bretagne) are the ones who came up with crepes, and culturally are essentially Breton/French speaking Gaelic people...insert potato joke here), and I wanted to practice my French, having taken 4 years of it and I was planning on doing some WWII battlefield tourism.

One thing led to another, and we've been together for 10 years as of May 19th, 2005, and married for 6 as of May 23rd, 2015. She moved over here (USA) under a K-1 fiancee Visa, meaning we had to get hitched within 90 days of her arrival. I proposed to her on New Years Eve 2006, walking along the Seine, in Paris. (Jerks closed the river tours on boats early, would have done it there instead) She nearly tackled me into the river, and then told me I proposed right in front of the building where they kept Marie Antoinnette before relieving her of all things north of the neck.

She speaks near flawless English...seriously, her worst mistake is saying "I'm going to do something" when English speakers would say "I'm going to MAKE something". Easy mistake to make, as in French the verb "faire" means both to do/to make.

And she's tall, too. She's the shortest member of my family, and she's 6 feet tall.

[Shangri-laschild]

My mom always likes to tell me about how they met in class and she was the annoying girl who sat behind him eating crunchy food (carrots were her stop smoking method) and wished she could play with his hair. They started dating and ended up dating for quite a while. She was in another country for a year and a half during which they were really only able to write letters to each other and things had to stay platonic (religious trip, those were the rules and since they agreed with them, they stuck with it). When she got back they started seeing each other again. They ended up eloping because everyone bugging them about when they were going to get married. It worked out for them, they're still together for somewhere over 29 years.

My sister and her current husband recently got married. They did it at a gun range which makes it sounds like a very different setting than it was. The range also has a pavilion and a lake and a playground. My mom made them a camo frosting wedding cake. It was a very fun day minus my niece having a minor melt down about half an hour before the ceremony till once the food was ready afterwards.

The mentioned story about being mistaken for being married to someone reminded me of the time my best friend and I went to the DMV to get his drivers license renewed. I was standing right next to him and he was chatting with the woman behind the desk while she got everything set up. He mentioned about how he needed it done so he could go see his girlfriend in California. We found out 10 minutes later that the woman thought I was his wife. Cause apparently I'm the best wife ever and help my husband visit his girlfriend

[Kit-Ginevra]

I wanted black lace but I figured I had to give the woman a bone.

Isn't that the husband's job?




And when Mum and Dad married on Grand National Day,they stopped the wedding car on the way to the church so Father could nip into the bookies and put his bet on.And he did alright...Highland Wedding duly romped home.

[csquared]

My Grandfather was married in a shotgun wedding. After the ceremony, he found out that the shotgun was not loaded. He dropped off his new wife at her mother's house and never saw her again.

Fast forward several years... My mother and her sister are planning a 50th Anniversary party for my Grandparents, so they are digging up all the "family documents". They find a copy of the marriage license, but it has not been signed by a priest or Justice of the Peace. Back then, if you signed the marriage license and lived together for seven year, you were considered married, a Common Law Marriage.

Wait... The license was signed 50 years ago. That means that they have been legally married 43 years. My Mom is 49. My Aunt is 47. Guess what that means!

Guess what else they found in county records? Grandpa's first marriage license.

Guess what they could not find in county records? Divorce papers, annulment papers... Looks like that first mistake was never cleaned up. Kinda explains why they had a Common Law marriage

Now, finding the first marriage license was not a surprise. My Mom and Aunt new about the first marriage. You see, my Grandma was good friend with the first wife's mother. When Mom and Aunt were little, Grandma would take them along when she went to visit first wife's mother.

[Sunshine]

My parents went to the same high school, had friends in common but had never met. They meet, and really like each other so they decide to live together (this being the freewheeling 70s). My grandmother said "oh...if you do that your younger sister can't visit" to my mom. So mom tells dad "we have to get married" and my daddy, very romantically says... "Ok" lol. They've been married 40 plus years.

[Greenday]

So this just happened today.

[fireheart]

So this just happened today.

Congratulations

[Mikkel]

Yes, congratulations.

[Javarod]

So this just happened today.

Congrats.

I suppose i should throw my story in, even though we're not married yet (have to get off my lazy tail and fix that now that its an option). Another internet one, we met on Furry MUCK (text based virtual world), don't recall how though. A year or two later he mentioned that he'd taken a promotion and would be moving from KC to PHX. Since i wasn't real connected to my family, there was no reason to stick around NJ, so i offered to move out there if he wanted a roomie. One thing led to another, i proposed, and in 04 we had a Civil Union in Bennington VT. We're now calling STL home, and he's originally from souther IL, so the original idea was to get married there as its close to his family and its the nearest state its legal. Well, its now legal in our county (things in MO are really screwy), and his orientation is tolerated at best by his family, so we'll prolly just get married here. Now i just have to figure out how to put on a wedding, i want more than a court ceremony, but nothing real fancy.

[NecessaryCatharsis]

This just seemed to fit - two of my co-workers were talking this afternoon, one who has been married for more than ten years, the other is engaged to be married this summer, and is a little bit nervous about it. When I was walking by I heard the married one say
'No, it's great to be married, when you wear a wedding ring you never confuse your left and right again AND there is someone to hold the dustpan, so you don't need a stupid mat in the kitchen to sweep the dirt under.' He genuinely seemed to feel that these were two really strong selling points of marriage.

[Moirae]

My husband and I met online playing a game called Vampire: The Masquerade. Not the video game. Well... not really. The game was originally a pen and paper game played with dice. You created a character, put the stats into the form on the computer, and joined a chat site where you played the character via text on a chat (not a forum). We met in character the first week I played and hit it off right away playing off each other to create some really great and fun scenes.

Then we played together for a couple of years. Of course, it wasn't long before we started talking to each other in private message.

After about two years, I split from my first husband due to his physical and mental abuse.

My current love, we started talking on the phone after this. Every. Single. Night. There were times we'd be on the phone for 18 hours straight. What did we say? Nothing and everything. Anything that occurred to us.

Eventually I came down to the US to spend 6 months traveling. This was before 9/11 so back then a Canadian could cross the border with only an ID and stay for 6 months without being considered illegal. I have been to 34 of the US states at the current point in time. At that time, I traveled to 24 of the states. By the end, he and I had hit it off so well, and we were within two weeks of me needing to go back. Before I left the US, I simply had to meet him face to face.

Let me tell you, my family still thinks it was a horrible idea to come down to the US and that I did something very dangerous. But I don't regret a second of it.

I traveled by bus from Ohio to New Orleans. I got off that bus, saw him and whispered his name, then jumped into his arms and kissed him. We've been together ever since.

It hasn't been easy. Not any time. That kind of distance is very difficult to deal with. We got to the point where we would put aside an hour every night to talk, no matter what. It was rare that we skipped a night. And we texted all the time, talked via skype, etc. For years we traveled back and forth between countries to see each other. Many many thousands of dollars spent over the years.

We tried four times to get married. The first time, hurricane Katrina hit. Then my mom died of cancer. Then I had a car accident that almost killed me and I had to relearn how to walk.

I've had alot of people tell me that they were surprised we didn't give up since fate didn't seem to want us to be together. My stepdad told me at this time that my love and I had better communication than people that have been married for ten years because there were no secrets and we could talk about anything.

The one thing that changed it all was my car accident. I got off work just after 11 pm and lived only a block and a half from my house but didn't come home that night. My stepdad started to get worried and started searching for me. He found my torn up coat by the road and started calling the hospitals. I had been hit by a car while j-walking and was almost killed. My left tibia/fibia were broken straight through. I now have a plate and rod in my leg holding the bones together. I also had bleeding in my brain in my forehead and the back of my skull, a skull fracture, and a spleen injury. They tell me that the only reason I'm still alive is that he managed to slow down to 55 kph before the driver hit me. I lost most of my childhood for 5 years. My sense of taste is still messed up. Before my accident my IQ was 127, after it was 95, since then it's recovered to around 125 but I can't do algebra in my head anymore.

When this happened my sister had the brights to grab my cell phone and call my love to let him know what happened. He was told to wait a week or so for me to wake up because him being there right that moment wouldn't help and that I'd need him when I woke.

He borrowed money from everyone he knew, and took two weeks off to come and be by my side when I woke up a week later. When I woke, he was there. And I knew him instantly even though I thought my dad was someone that I worked with.

It changed everything and I knew he and I were meant to be together. Everything else in life didn't matter.

Since that time, I've relearned how to walk, my memory has recovered, and I've learned that the little things (things like being angry that someone didn't do the dishes) just aren't that big a deal. I've also learned that the little things are what matters the most. I remember I was walking with my walker by the Burger King near my house one day before I finally relearned how to walk without help (I'm doing so well now you wouldn't be able to tell that I'd ever had a problem unless I'm having one of my bad days which is happening more often than it did as I'm getting a bit older). I smelled burgers for the first time in almost a year. I can't restate that enough... I SMELLED BURGERS FOR THE FIRST TIME. You have no idea what it means when you haven't been able to do something so incredibly simple for so long. I cried. And the first thing I thought of was to call him on the phone.

Finally we got to the point where we just wanted to get married in June 2007. So we decided to get married in a park in Canada with a marriage commissioner (roughly the equivalent of a JP) performing it. We had 12 of my family and friends in attendance then went to dinner afterward saying "we are going to our favorite restaurant to eat. You can come if you like" and everyone paid for their own meal and no one complained. Everyone was welcome that wanted to come.

A year later my spousal visa hadn't gone through yet, so he came back to Canada for a visit and we went to Radium Hot Springs for a belated honeymoon. It was simply wonderful. It was also incredibly adorable because he had never seen mountains so high before and was very excited.

Eventually the spousal visa went through for me to come to the US about 6 months later. We thought me moving here would be a much better idea since he was making literally twice the amount that I was in Canada. A few months after that, my green card came. I've been eligible for citizenship for years but haven't done it. My green card is valid until 2019 so I have time. I do want to do it, its just that it costs money and I will need to go to another state. I don't see why I have to go to another state, but whatever. It's just hard to take the time off when there's bills to pay.

I have been in the US since April 2008. I miss my family and I miss my country but I can't escape the fact that we are so much each others lives that life would not be life without him in it. He continues to surprise me with what a truly good person he is. Every day, I remember how I'm lucky. We had a renewal ceremony in Jackson Square with his family in attendance.

Life isn't always easy and sometimes we annoy each other since we are still two different people but we are happy. Things are going so well for us that we are even going to buy our first house together (waiting for the final paperwork).

And that is our story.

[Sapphire Silk]

Congrats, Greenday!