How did you know he or she was 'the one'??

I knew from the moment I met him, and we have hardly ever been apart since we met, but the real clenched was when he shattered his leg in a snowboarding accident, and my heart just sank and I knew I would have done anything to take his pain away. I just knew! It was t really a feeling I had had before, so I don't even know how o describe it...lol

My moment is similar to Nicole's. We were driving through a snow storm one night, and saw a car that had slid over the median and got stuck. There were already a few people trying to help, but DH had me pull over and he went to help. We had over an hour left to drive and were in a hurry to get home before the rest of the snow hit, but DH had to stop and help or he would've felt awful about himself.

The first time I met FH.

My very first boyfriend in the 5th grade was named David. Through the years it seemed that any guy I liked in music or film was named David and it was the joke that one day....I would marry a David. His sister and I met and we became best friends. I was with my BFF at her parents one day and her brother came in and she said, this is my brother, David. In my head I got a buzzing feeling and the voice in my head said.....this is who you're going to marry one day. I shook it off thinking myself silly. 20 years later, here we are planning our wedding next month. Go figure....and call me crazy!!

We were just talking to our pastor about this. For me, it was a gradual thing and I don't think there was one defining moment. It was a lot of little experiences, like us having the same sense of humor (we would be out somewhere, and I would see something, look at him, and we would both start laughing. I didn't even need to explain what was funny because he already knew.), or seeing the kindness and caring he exhibits towards others.

DH and I have been together since we were freshmen in high school. By the time we were freshmen in college, he was starting to get into the college party scene (he went to a public party school) and I had never drank a lick of alcohol and thought everyone who did was dumb (I went to a private Bible college). The first time I visited him at college, he took me to a fraternity house. The fraternity president poured me a double shot of vodka. I remember taking the shot glass in my hand and thinking, "If I take this shot, we'll make it. If I don't, we won't make it." I took the shot. I don't know why, but that decision stands out to me as the moment I decided that we were going to make it. Since then, I've become much more of a loose, fun person, and he's toned down the party animal in him. We grow closer together every day.

I'm not sure the exact moment I knew he was the one, but I know because he always puts me and our relationship first. He makes decisions with "us" in mind. He never says "my money, plans, etc..." There isn't a selfish bone in his body. I can't ever stay mad at him for long because I know his heart is in the right place, even if he sometimes drives me crazy with the way he does certain things.

We were friends for a few months before we got together. I was dating another guy at the time. My now husband made me realise that I was dating that guy for all the wrong reasons and I even broke up with that guy to be with my now husband because I realised that I couldn't stand the thought of losing this friend to another girl. He was also the first person to truly ask me what I wanted and supported me with whatever I decided.

When i realized he was the only guy who never tried to change me and celebrated my likes, hobbies, and quirks. Not once has he ever said, no dont get that pierced, do you have to tour so much, why do you wear so much make up, i wish you had all your hair etc. We come from the same background and he catches me every time i fall.

He's stood by me, through thick and thin, for 10 years. Yes, we fight occasionally, but when the chips are down, he *always* has my back, and I try my damndest to do the same for him.

I'm not sure of the exact moment because I was pretty resistant to him at first. I had been through so many douchbags and figured he would end up being just another one that tried to get the goods and then ghost on me. I wont go into our whole story here, but there were a lot of little things. He came to me on our first date (we lived about 40 mins apart) when any other guy would insist on me coming to them. The first time we ordered pizza together, he ordered my standard go-to (my favorite is a traditional Margherita, but my standard go-to is pepperoni and mushroom) which I've never even seen anyone around me have before. The first time we had a little bump, he was right there with me instead of out the door. That was WEIRD for me. So many small things that all added up to the big answer; he's definitely the one for me.

After we had gone on a couple dates, he said to me "I really, REALLY like you and I want to spend as much time with you as possible. I know it's early on and this is normally the stage where people try not to come on strong - but here it is.. you are absolutely perfect for me and I'm not missing this opportunity to tell you that"

I had never had someone speak to me with that much vulnerability and honesty. It melted my heart. Over the past three years, he has shown me again and again that that's the type of person he is... so open ,honest, sweet, caring.

He cleaned mud off my feet on our first date. I knew he was something special then. And then as a rock solid moment of "this guy will absolutely be there for me" was when I was sick for about two months. I couldn't hold any food down (so glamorous) and he just held my hair, held me, and never made fun of me. One day in the hospital I couldn't do anything but sleep. He drove 3 hours to come see me and didn't even care I slept through it all. He just sat next to me and told me it was okay, I was gonna be okay. And besides the big dramatic stuff, he just gets me. And he is kind and thoughtful towards those around him too.

Thanks for posting this question, it makes my heart happy to read all your stories and to remember, in the midst of the wedding craziness, why FH and I are doing this.

I'd have to say it was 3 years ago. After about 2.5 years, we ended up breaking up. There were some things that we (me more than him) needed to work through personally. It had happened sometime during the spring of 2012, but we would still text each other occasionally. We still saw each other for our birthdays, but it wasn't the same. Well that summer my dad wasn't doing too good. He ended up in the hospital in an induced coma and eventually all of his organs started to just shut down. At the end of July, I got called to the hospital by my cousin and was told he wouldn't make it past the next morning. FH texted me throughout the afternoon/night. When I, along with the help of my family, finally made the decision to disconnect him from the machines, FH dropped everything to drive the 2 hours to me at like 10 pm. He later told me that's when he realized he still loved me and wanted to be with me. That's when I realized we were meant to be together.

I am not sure how I knew. I just did. It was long before we started officially dating. I realized that I was in big trouble because I was in love with him but we already decided that we would not make a good couple. It took him a lot longer to realize. He would tell me that he enjoyed spending time with me more than any other girl he met but he did not equate that to me being 'the one.' Fast forward several years, we took a day trip up Route 97 to take pictures of old post offices because we're huge nerds. He decided that a girl who would spend the day taking pictures of post offices with him is a girl worth keeping.

We took a long drive just the two of us about four months into our relationship and there was no awkwardness.

Lots of small things that really add up. The two most significant are the fact that he didn't run when we first met - not only was I on crutches the day we met but I gained 30 lbs in the first six weeks of our relationship. The other major moment is when he showed up in a recurring dream I have in which only my family members appear. That moment I knew he was family and I couldn't bear to loose him ever.

I knew pretty quickly. We went on our first date and then had 3 more dates in a row. I cried in front of him on the third date and had a panic attack like a week after we first met each other. He was so patient and understanding and reassuring, and always makes me feel safe.

I knew my husband was the one when he started farting on our 5th date. He was so genuine and down to Earth and loves me so much, he treats me very well and helps me to be a better person. You know, Id like to believe that the right person will make you a better version of yourself. For my husband, he taught me new skills such as basic programming, biking and aiming higher ambitions. It was a calm, peaceful and reassuring kind of relationship. You will know it when your partner is the right one.

I'm not sure if I exactly remember a specific moment when he was 'the one' I think that happened over time. But there was a moment was I just knew it was something special. We had only been a couple for a week and I was performing in a Bellydance show that I organized. He was working that day, but didn't care if it was busy because he was going to make it to the show. I just remember how excited he was for me and how important it was for him to be there. I felt so supported and embraced that I just knew there was something special here. I still smile when I think back to this memory.

There's no singular moment or anything, it's just that we get along, we have compatible personalities and values and goals, and we really care about each other. Of course, there are small, more specific representations of that, but nothing that is meaningful on its own, really.