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How did we know in 55 days?
Hers: To be honest I knew in the first week I would marry him, and I told anyone who would listen! Jordan wears his heart (and opinions) on his sleeve. From the very first moment I knew exactly where I stood with him and that was an amazing relief. He didn't play games. I knew if he said something, he meant it. So when he told me he loved me, when he told me he loved Mason (who was 2 at the time), when he told me he wanted to marry me, I knew it was the truth. From the very first date he made us a priority. I had never been taken care of the way he took (and takes) care of me. He was the exact opposite of anyone I had ever dated, and that's why it worked! Everything from the look in his eyes, to the way my hand fit in his, was just perfect. Are you gagging on my sappiness yet? TWSS. ha. But the closing deal for me was the fact that I could be myself around him. 100% me. I farted on the first date. I was loud and outspoken. I had a child. I never had to censor anything about myself. And not only did he accept me for it, he loved me for it. I wanted to spend every waking, and sleeping, moment with this guy. I'd be crazy not to marry him...
His: First of all, let me clarify a little something. Alicia and I “met” about a year before we actually went on our first date. And by “met”, I mean I stalked her from the other side of the room every single time I saw her. We went to a concert “together”, we went to a park and played with Mason “together”, and we even went out to dinner “together”! She didn’t know we were on dates, but I could tell by her body language that she was feelin’ me! You know...the cold shoulder…the dirty looks when she caught me staring…she was just playing hard to get. I was smellin what she was stepping in…know what I mean? So after one of my buddies who knew her FAILED at getting her number to me or introducing us for about a year, I finally asked her out (long story). I knew on our first date, the way she picked up that Ski Ball at Chuck E Cheese, that she was the one!
Now here's the why...
Hers: This really is so involved. And as much as I wish I could tell you the whole story, I can't. I'm very protective of my family, and some things just aren't made to be blog fodder. But it came down to this...we originally were planning a summer wedding, but issues arose between Mason's biological father and others between my family and ultimately we decided against a big wedding ceremony. But we knew we wanted to get married. We had the same goal. We wanted to share our lives together, have a family, and be husband and wife. Isn't that what life's about? Finding people you love and sharing your life with them? So now that we weren't planning a ceremony we had nothing to wait for. We decided to just go for it. We knew we loved each other, what was the point in waiting? So we picked up some Chinese food, a Costco sheet cake, and had Jordan's dad say the nuptials!
His: But since Alicia wants this to be serious, I’ll tell you why after 55 days I knew I wanted to marry her. I had always spent my time casually dating in my early years as a way to pick the traits of a good woman I wanted to marry. I had never wanted to date until I was 35 when it was time to settle down because I was too old for the dating game. I knew that as soon as I found the woman that had enough in common with me and had the ability to love someone with all of my flaws, that I would marry her. So, on our first real date we went out to dinner at Macaroni Grill. We sat for hours not telling random stories or having a causal conversation filled with witty banter. We just sat and talked about every single thing that bothered us about people in general and what we wanted out of life. A day later, I went to go see my dad in the hospital (just had heart surgery) and my mom saw me walking/prancing down the hallway and said “looks like someone’s in loooooove”! I couldn’t hide it. I went work so I could email and text her. I left work everyday and drove 40 minutes each way to take her to lunch. I went to her house every night to sit on her couch and played with Mason. I slept on her couch until 2 or 3 in the morning watching Law & Order, drove 45 minutes home to sleep for an hour and got up to start it all over again. She occupied every thought, she fit every single one of my wife criteria, and most of all, she loved me. I knew that with all that we had figured out in the short 55 days that we were dating, that we could live 80 years of our lives together, raise a family, and enjoy the company of each other until the day we died. I wanted nothing more than to spoil her, be with her, smell her breath, rub her back, suck a mean toe, etc. I figured marriage would be fun, tough, exhausting, and filled with compromise; but nothing could off-set the love we felt for each other and the desire I had to be with her. To this day, we’ve never had a serious fight, I’ve never hit her (she hits me…I’m scared of her), she still gets everything she wants, she gives me everything I want and I don’t regret giving my all to her and never will. We are the epitome of a perfect marriage.
Geez...we're nauseating. Aren't you glad you asked?
