Sunday, August 06, 2006
I do. It's a family tradition-really!
My in-laws met and married in 3 weeks. Their marriage lasted until my father-in-law passed away 10 years ago.
My father proposed to my mother on their second date. She accepted and were married a couple of months later. They are about to celebrate their 50th anniversary with a cruise and a renewal of vows ceremony. (Yes, they took the idea from us-but they did renew their vows on their 25th as well)
And then there is my sister and her husband, going strong on 18 years, they met and were engaged in 4 months. They were the "holdouts".
I knew after the first date that I had met my life's partner. I wasn't the only one-he told his parents the same thing. We celebrated our fourth date by getting engaged.
Girlfriends and my closest male friend who knew how conservative I was were aghast that I could be dead serious about getting married to a person I had just met!
"Carine, you hardly know the guy-how can you marry him?!"
Then they met him. My best male friend (who actually drove in from New Mexico) declared after talking to my fiance for 20 minutes, "You two are peas in a pod! It's as if you both were an unfinished jigsaw puzzle until you met"!
He didn't even bother chastising me for turning down an honest to goodness job offer from a radio station of merit to stay put and build a totally different type of life than either one of us had imagined me living.
It wasn't just us either. My mom actually started planning the wedding as soon as we walked out the front door on the first date. My dad, like any dad, said "aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself? They haven't even officially gone out yet!" My mom said she could tell this was "it".
She was right-our first outing lasted 14 hours. It was Father's Day, 1980.
My husband lived in Hollywood. I lived 35 miles away in Orange County. (the ones in California, not Florida). He told his mom he'd bring me home for dinner if he liked me. So part of our first date was having dinner with his parents, grandmother, aunt, uncle, sister and his drunk as a skunk brother-in-law.
I think he figured if I didn't want to go home right after that meal, I was a keeper!
That was fine-I had him over for dinner the next week.
Also on the first date, he took me to see "The Nude Bomb". That was the 2 hour film from the "Get Smart" television show. He also took me to a comedy club. He learned a lot about me on that evening. Major things such as: don't take this woman to see bad films or bad comics. She'll tell you very honestly and quickly to get her out of the joint! When we finally arrived back at my parents home I made him the hottest cup of coffee he had ever had. So we sat at the dining room table talking for another two hours. It was 2 a.m. when I finally declared I had to have him leave.
Turned out I had to get to the radio station to do the morning news shift that week and had to be on the air at 6 in the morning.
Some may say that I had made some questionable choices that day, but not me.
I'm as sure today (over 26 years later) as I was then, that there really is such a thing as "love at first sight".
My husband was relocating from the United States to Iran and on his way there he stopped by my family in Jordan for a short visit ( my parents were friends of his parents), he even stayed in our house over night and slept in MY bed. I met him only once before in my life when I was 7 years old and he was 14. I really did not remember him back then. When we met again, I was 19 and he was 26. We actually did not talk to each other, we just had lunch and dinner with the rest of the family and I was busy helping my mom since we had a house full of guests and family members. We met on a Wednesday and I was the one to answer the door when he came, I was the first person that he saw. He sat across from me the first time we met and I really did not talk to him at all. I had all my cousins around, mostly girls, they were in their early twenties, and none of them was committed to a relationship. they were so excited to see him and were commenting how cute and hot he was! I just was shy...for no reason..I think I felt vibes coming from him towards me. But I was too shy -or whatever feeling I had back then- to say or do anything. The next day he spent it with my brother and my dad and I went to school as I was taking summer school starting my second year in college. On Friday night he was suppose to leave to Iran to get his new post, but he surprised me and everyone else by asking for my hand on Friday morning from my dad less than two days after we met ! My parents was elated, they liked him a lot as a kid and as a young man, they also liked his parents...when I was asked if I accept or not, I said “yes” without any hesitation. The word just came out from my mouth not thinking about my future with him, not about anything at all but being so flattered and happy that he picked ME out of all the available girls and choose me to be his future wife. I believe now that I accepted because it was my fate..and I am a believer in fate and destiny. We were engaged that morning. The shops were closed so we could not get any engagement rings, he gave me his graduation ring to wear in a necklace! Before he asked for my hand, we had no real conversation at all, it was just casual talk, but we both felt good vibes towards each other. Once we became officially engaged we hit it off right away..the physical chemistry between us was so overwhelming..it is undescribable!! To this day we go back down memory lane with how we felt back then, it is like igniting the passion again and again....ahhhh, wonderful feelings. We spent the following two days together day and night, not sleeping at all, just getting to know each other, it was great. To top it off, we got married on the following Monday...then he left on Monday night to get his new post in Tehran...I had to wait for almost three months for him to get my permit residence papers straight and move with him. In those three months, we had exchanged 200 letters between the two of us...we still have those letters and we take them with us everywhere we travel to..and read them to each other every once in a while. We have been married for 30 years this June, but we really celebrate our wedding anniversary on September 30, the day we moved in together and started our life together. He is a wonderful man. He is still the man of my dreams, and the love of my life. I could not have done any better. I still have the same feelings for him and I even love him a lot more than when I fell for him when we first met, I know him as the generous, gentle, loving, caring, thoughtful human being that gave me space to grow and be what I am today. We have three children together. I feel that we love and cherish each other everyday to this day and we feel that we are so blessed and thankful in so many ways. Thanks for giving me the space to tell my story.
Ciao for now...
That was a really sweet story! I think you and your family might be blessed with some sort of gift, like an internal intuition! You all have such long-lasting great marriages, despite not knowing your spouses for very long before you all got married!
I knew that my second husband was "it" for me the night I met him. After dating a bunch of perverts (it's amazing who will prey on single moms), I met my husband on a blind date set up by a mutual friend. The first thing he asked me when we sat down at the bar was if I wanted to see a picture of his kids! Don't ask me why, but that just melted my heart. When I got back from my date, I told my niece (who was babysitting) that I had just met the man of my dreams. Nine years later, we are still crazy about each other (enough to hear complaints from the teens about how embarrassing our "smooching" sounds are)! So I guess that can count as "love at first sight"?
I enjoyed this blog!
Have a great one,