Discussion in 'Black Relationships' started by aglo, May 31, 2006.
how did you meet...
when she hit me over the head with that club and drug me off to the preacher[smile]...my bride to be lived next door to a freind of mine and once when i was visiting she and her sister came over and after some conversation i got her number and the rest as they say is history.
I was a warehouse manager of a manufactering company and she was a dispatch clerk at a trucking company...I would call in pick up requests for finished goods shipping to various places. We spoke on the phone for a while. Then one day got up enough nerve to ask her more about herself. I eventually asked her out on a date...We didn't become serious until one day she called me after she had been in a car accident...She was little shaken and I was concerned about her...She melted my heart...Later that evening she invited me to her place and I went and checked on her visited for a while and left and went back to my home...The rest is history...
I was out from the city visiting my cousin for the summer. I was walking past the local pool in the community and saw this young lady fighting off three guys I knew in the pool. She looked so fine, and strong. Her hair was all curled up in little springs after getting wet. I asked my girl cousin if she knew her. I then asked my cousin to introduce us. She slammed the door in my face. Two years later we were dating. The rest is twenty three years later. Add on the ( exclusive, close and intimate ) dating time and it is thirty three.
She still charms my heart.... you hear that baby!
I'm a little late, however I'd like to add my story. My husband and I met at a track & field clinic held by Carl Lewis in 1986. We were both high school sophs. Initially I could not stand him because of his arrogant attitude. But we hung out in with same set. So as you can imagine, we argued constantly because I did what I could to gain his attention while smashing his ego. The sexual tension was like WOW. Fortunately we attended different high schools (inner city for him and burbs for me) so nothing ever happened. Besides, he always called me stuck up and insulted every guy I dated. I returned the favor by dogging out his girlfriends (they all had stalker tendancies..lol) Yet somehow he became my best friend and worst critic. A yr later he asked me to his senior prom and I accepted. We were married our soph yr of college. Years later, I found out that on day we met, he told his brother and friends that he would marry me some day. 20yrs and 3 kids later, he is still an arrogant know it all.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww ... ... that is so precious!
Sister Jezzybelle ... welcome to the Family ...
Thanks for sharing your story, your Spirit, your self with us ... becoming a Premium Member ... everything ... thank you!
Please make yourself at home, because you are.
Hey there....you are quite welcome. I'm just getting my feet wet, but the love has been overwhelming. How awesome is that?
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