We’ve been together for eight years — through four apartments, two career changes and one wedding — and yet expressing authority on this subject isn’t something I do easily. I’m not sure you ever really know something as big as that.
“That said, I’ve always thought of love as an action, not a feeling.
For us, we just went through the process of being together, until we gradually solidified into a team: Team Us, Team Weirdo, Team Let’s-Just-Stay-in-and-Watch-a-Movie.
When we first started dating, we reveled in that blissful early stage — the one where you each see the other as beautiful, brilliant sex-deities and you become pretty sure that, before you met each other, you were just two zombie pod people wandering aimlessly through the world, waiting for soulmates to open their eyes and show them what it means to live? “Several months later, we reached that slightly less exciting, but much more comfortable (read: sweatpants) second phase of the relationship, the one where you realize you’re just two human beings trying your best despite numerous faults and shortcomings. We were a unit, and life has become an amazing, joyful, silly, scary, confusing, bittersweet thing for us to figure out together.” — Liz He made everything better.
(Yes, I typed that into multiple search engines, yielding many lists, but not much help.) So I sought the counsel of committed friends (and some acquaintances, and a few strangers) and asked: HOW DID YOU KNOW? I feel like knowing who’s ‘the one’ is just as much a life choice as a love choice.” — Colby It felt inevitable. I am normally SO shy about talking to strangers, so I had my earbuds in and my face turned to the window and my work in my lap — a wall around me.
We were each other’s ideal audience.” — Gemma It was a choice.
I just kinda knew this guy was a keeper.” — Danee It was love at first sight.
Disagreements didn’t threaten to end in a breakup — it was always just assumed that we would keep going. He was also recently separated, had a son, and came with some baggage. He would go to work in the morning, while I languidly pulled myself from sleep and into my home office. One thing is true, though: he was way more to me than just a married man. I was putting the pieces of my newly shattered life back together and the other woman just wasn't a role I was willing to play long-term.I believe in my relationship because of the small things we do for one another every day.Like yesterday, when my husband sent me a weird cat GIF at the exact moment I needed to laugh. I’ve never been a particularly romantic person, but that felt pretty special to me.” — Danielle He was the nicest.