MySpace.
I was living in Ohio, working as a CO, he was stationed in Missouri with the military. I looked on one of our favorite bands' MySpace page, saw him, noticed he was also from Ohio (he actually grew up 2 hours away from where I grew up), I made a comment, he bantered back and we just started talking after that. I have a "thing" for guys in uniform (guess that's the cop in me, lol) and he had good taste in music (which is a form of therapy for me), so I gave it a shot and messaged him. A month later I flew out to meet him, 5 months later we were married. Here we sit 5 years later, made it through two deployments, facing our third, two moves courtesy of the military, and happy as clams
The coolest thing about our story is that when we got married (the day of actually), we went and applied for on post housing... we got a house... and when we were going through all of his stuff (he was moving in before me), we had known we both went to the same concerts and stuff back in Ohio, just never ran into each other. Well, there was a concert we went to and both had pictures from... as I was looking at his pictures, you could see my hand like 10 feet away from him... the date of our wedding? August 14th, 2007 (we tried getting it on the 13th because that was my grandma's birthday, but the court house schedule didn't work out)... we didn't know it until we looked at those pictures, but the date of the concert was August 14th, 2004. It was kind of cool
Don't know if there's any meaning to the numbers or not, but it's neat. My mom absolutely HATED him when she met him... and for about two years, she wouldn't tell me why... so I finally asked one day while she was a little under the influence, and she said she didn't like him because she knew that he was going to be the guy that married her baby. She said she'd never had a feeling about any other guy I brought home until she met him and when she did, she knew and it made her sad because she didn't want to lose me. My parents adore him though, which is a good thing. Lol. I think he's the first guy I took home that they didn't threaten (my dad always said I have 6 acres of land, a gun and a shovel, so don't you dare hurt my daughter).
Why him? Well, the first things I noticed (physically) were his eyes and height. He has amazing blue eyes and is really tall (6'4"), I'm short (5'3") and never really had a thing for short guys. But as far as his personality and things went... he made me laugh, even when I didn't want to and was having the most horrible day ever, he always put a smile on my face. He still does to this day. He knows when I'm having a rough day, and he's always there for me, even when we were separated by thousands of miles and he was deployed to the crappiest parts of where he was, he took the time out of his day to do something nice for me, whether it was a kind word, making me laugh, or sending me flowers, etc. He's a great listener and has never once complained about my emotional girl moments (I think that's a lot for a man to handle in 5 years, lol). He's smart, I loved the fact that I had found someone who was on the same intellectual level as me, and honestly, I would go further and say that he's a lot smarter than I am... we are both equally smart in our own ways, but in terms of education, etc., he has significantly more than I do, and that really attracted me to him. There's never a dull moment when he's around... he's always laughing or joking or smiling. He's amazing with children, which is something I thought hard about before I married him (we don't have kids yet, but I always said when I got married, the guy HAD to be good with kids). He's supportive of all of my endeavors, from being a cop, working in the jail, working in the hospital, going to school... he has never told me, "No, you can't do this" and is always thinking of ways to help me reach my goals. He's okay with my spiritual beliefs, doesn't try to intrude or anything else even though we have different beliefs (he's like a borderline atheist, lol) and he even celebrates holidays with me and is okay with raising our children in a pagan home when we have them.
We balance each other out fairly well... he compliments my dark side with his light side and vise versa. We always try to practice at least one act of gratitude a day for one another, even something as simple as me making him a cup of coffee in the morning or him packing my lunch before work. We have a really great combined strength.
I still love him now just as much as I did five years ago... probably even more because we've been through so many ups and downs in our relationship and have had to go through a ton. We've come out stronger each and every time.
Sorry to thread jack and go off on a tangent, our anniversary is in a few weeks and this just made me think of everything
Now I feel all mushy, I'm gonna go give him a hug.