I don't have a cool "how we met story" my DH is the brother of my then next door neighbor and co-worker, he is very quiet and unassuming and that is what I liked about him. I felt like I could trust him, he came over one day with alternator fluid for my car and said he saw some under my car and was concerned and checked it and fixed it and it was love.
I had had a Looooooong term relationship with my best friend, him and I were best friends since 7th grade, he moved away for a couple years and when he came back we fell in love, I was 20 yrs old and he wanted to get married but I had marry-a-phobia (parents are divorced) and around my 21st birthday decided to take a break, during that break he hooked up with a girl and got her pregnant and broke my heart and married her. He broke my heart sooooo bad it was 5 yrs until I met DH and got together with him. It took me so long to trust anyone again cause I had this thing that if my best friend could do that to me then anyone else who didn't mean as much could do it again. Cause he meant the world to me. Then I kinda had to mourn the death of our friendship (we were best friends since we were 12 yrs old), of course we couldn't be friends because whenever I would see them together I would get physically ill and cry. So I just packed up and moved away which actually was the best thing, I became an independant woman out here in Oregon and took care of myself and learned all about ME, very important for a girl!!!!
THen 5 yrs later I was ready again for love.
Sad ending to the story my ex went into the navy and had 2 kids with his wife and years later he got shipped to Afaganistan after 911. Well they were stationed in Spain and his wife had a surgery right before he left every thing was fine. Meanwhile while he was gone she was admitted into the hosptial for an infection and went into a coma, by the time they found him and shipped him back from Afaganistan she was in a coma and died shortly there after. He never got to tell her goodbye. I felt so sorry for him....it was horrible. I felt so sorry for him because I knew exactly how he felt cause that is how I felt when he left, no words were said he just was gone, no good bye, no explanation, nothing.
So that is my good and bad love story for you guys.....
TG love saga! hahahaha
happened. 
Have a good weekend!
