How/when did you know they were the one?

@Jennifer M, totally! It sounds so corny, but sometimes I tear up when I watch them laugh and play together

It was a few months after we started dating and in his sleep he said something and cuddled me and I found myself thinking "he could be the one". That isn't a thought that has ever crossed my mind before about anyone (and I was engaged before). I think that was the first sign but others followed that confirmed it for me.

Our first date..ge was hansome..and a complete southern gentleman...after i saw his smile and heard his laugh that was it

I knew very embarrassingly early. He made me a mix cd when we first started dating of songs that reminded him of me. And there's this one song that made me so emotional, and all I could see was dancing with him to it on our wedding day. And I told him that and he didn't freak out. He didn't say it was too early. He said yea, I can see that too. And that was it for me. And that song is our first dance song and I still cry like a baby when I hear it.

When he was beaming proud of me as I graduated college. He sat with my family, and was totally respectful of the boundaries I had since my kids were there and it was the first time he was meeting them (about 5 months into dating). I remember looking up at my family and him as I walked across the stage and went "yep, this is it."

Also, what @Sass said. I'm a stubborn and prideful beast. But I felt safe enough to eat humble pie and apologize to him.

I wish I could say 16 years ago in algebra math but nope. It was last June we were in Vietnam on vacation the two of us and he woke up early with me every morning to skype with my kids because "he missed them too" my FH is a sleeper he doesn't wake up early for much.

Within the first month, neither of us held back..we dug into some deep conversations wether just about views, beliefs, religion, whatever it may have been. He always took time to think on every question and answer with honesty, he stood up for what he believed, we agreed on EVERYTHING. A couple months after dating we went to visit his parents. Watching him interact with his mom and dad confirmed it even more but then watching him love, care, laughing with, and making his sister who is special needs and has Angelmans syndrome made me fall even harder and I just knew as we walked down the sidewalk and he pushed her in the wheelchair so his mom could have a break and they laughed and giggled the whole way on our 1 mile walk to the car.

I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with this amazing man!

GREAT post Spirit! For me, I immediately, at first glance, thought he was cute. During the next few weeks we communicated/ran into each other. Our first date was the first time the two of us were by ourselves and I loved it. While we were having lunch, I couldn't stop thinking of me having his kids. Truly. He was cute and I was having his babies. Boom. Done. I was 22 and he was 25 when we married.

Married 8-11-89. An Angle Baby Son. 2 kids. 3 dogs and 2 cats. Lots of growing but always keeping the spouse embraced.

I knew Jeff was the one when he listened to my dreams and accommodated his life to help me make my dreams come true. Visa versa.

Before DH and I even dated I had a feeling he might be the one. There was some shady stuff around the beginning on our relationship dealing with his ex-fiance and when he and I started flirting. But I knew I wouldn't get involved with him unless he was serious. Once we went on our first date I was pretty sure he was the one. My BIL even said after meeting DH he was the guy I would marry. My sister even had a dream I would marry a redhead and guess what DH is a redhead.

There was not one big moment of "he's the one" it was a bunch of little moments throughout our four years together. When I would drive four hours to see him while in college I thought I would do this forever as long as it would be for him and when he first moved in with me in my small studio apartment I thought I could live in the small space forever as long as it was with him. When my parents got divorced and he held onto me and didn't let me self destruct and when he didn't give up on me I thought I would work on myself as long as it's for him. Then when he said he wanted to marry me I knew I wanted to spend every moment, bad or good, with him.

I love this post for me, it was when one night, one of our rescue fur babies (we have 2) had a really bad nightmare (he came from an abusive home) and woke us both up with his whimpering and FH sat up and gently rubbed his belly and woke him up and literally cuddled him like a baby and just kept whispering and shushing him to calm him down like I had done a few times before... I knew that night that there was no possible way I could love anyone as much as him lol

@Melissa W. What song was it? Love this topic. I think for me it was gradual. He was very patient(still is) with me and tries his best to make me feel comfortable. Started dating in 2014 for 3 months. I broke it off. And the last thing he told me was to think about it..we could make a great future together. He waited exactly a year later and asked me to marry him. On top of that I took 3 months to give him an answer (because I didn't really know him for long) and he patiently waited. Love him because he first loved me.

I have no idea exactly when I knew. I just knew that he was worth quitting smoking for (cigarettes were my favorite vice), so there was definitely something special about him.

High school.

I was very interested from date number one. But what really got my attention was, after date #4, we planned to go out again 2 nights later for a movie. Well, the day of the movie, I wake up sick as a dog. I'm talking 102-degree fever, cannot stop shaking, sweating. Just awfulness. I didn't want him seeing me that way with us being so new and feeling insecure that yet again, I'd be dumped for a skinnier, younger model. But- he insisted coming to my house that night for the first time with food in hand. He had worked from 4am to 6pm that night, took the Japanese train to my apartment and stayed up with me until 10-11pm. I don't remember a damn thing I said to him because I was so delirious falling asleep on his lap. But he stuck around. No one had EVER had the selflessness to take care of me. I always prided in taking care of myself but finding someone who made me "receive" kindness when, in my dating world was a foreign concept....I knew there was something special. I wanted him to be The One.

We have our own vocabulary. We call it our Dic-n-nary. We have about 35 words that only we know the meanings to and use them almost daily. Or we'll make up a new word and toss it into a sentence and still know exactly what the other person meant. We vibe well.

I couldn't imagine spending my life with anyone else.

I knew the second we met. It was like an out of body experience. I felt like I'd known him forever, but I'd just met him. It clicked right away.

When he drove a half hour just to say "good night" because he didn't want to say it on the phone.

When we were on the couch watching TV together, and I thought "I could definitely do this forever".

Husband and I started dating a couple weeks after we officially met (we knew of each on social media beforehand, and we had mutual friends). I was unsure at first, because at the time he lived in SoCal, and I lived about 5hrs north. So I really had no expectations of where this relationship was going. Cut to the three month mark, my then-boyfriend had his first panic attack. It was scary at first (especially for him) because we had no idea what was going on. I honestly thought he was having a heart attack. Needless to say, he ended up in the hospital for a couple of days. And I was with him the entire time. Literally. I didn't even get to shower, I just stayed in the room with him in my pjs. Fast forward to end the of that week, and he is wanting some time to himself (I didn't like this but I understood). So, I reluctantly made the 5hr trip back home, and that night, I cried myself to sleep. And that's when it hit me. I didn't ever want to have to spend another day without this man ever again. That's when I realized I had fallen in love with him. Less than a year later, I packed what I could into my car, took off for SoCal to be with him, and never looked back. Got married 3yrs later.