Is it normal to meet your significant other...

She became part of my group of friends because we all had a similar sense of fun (I didn't notice it about her at the time). I liked her but she was a bit of a mosquito. Always buzzing around. This is kind of harsh because she was really funny; I just tended to always be noticing other women. I didn't really see her as attractive, either (even though she was devastating). She admitted to being crazy about me but always made it seem like a joke.

Then a bad thing happened in her life and she turned to me for comfort. We became very good friends and we talked pretty much every day. When we didn't talk, I missed her. Despite that, we both dated other people. From my point of view, she became my best female friend. We were open with each other about everything. We cared very much about each other. After knowing her for perhaps eighteen months, I began to realise I was developing strong romantic feelings for her. People we were with were always jealous of our bond, especially her boyfriends. My girlfriends were less noticeably bothered (because girlfriends are great that way).

One time when we were both single, I thought she felt the same about me. We were talking and she said she was falling for someone, someone who was a good friend. You know how your stomach swooshes when someone is telling you life-changing news? That was the biggest swoosh of my life. All she had to do then was look me in the eye and tell me. Inwardly, I was willing her to do it. When she told me, she told me something I wasn't expecting. It wasn't me. It was a mutual friend of ours. I don't know how I kept enough composure for her to not realise my feelings. In retrospect, I didn't. She must have known.

Six months later we found ourselves having the same conversation but this time it was me. We had incredible fun. We still live inside each other despite her recently getting married. The breed of dog she owns is a private joke between us. So much of her life is. I haven't written to her in over a year but I think of her on a weekly basis.

I've said all this and still I haven't truly said how we met. A party. We hid under a table together and talked about clitorides. Looking back on it now, I can't think of a better way for a relationship to start than by first being stupid together, then being friends, then being best friends, and then sleeping together. You know when you see a rom-com about an idealised relationship? That's what it was actually like.

Life. ;)

College.

Ashamed to say it but we met whilst clubbing, not the most romantic love story! I never give my number out to guys in clubs but he was hilarious and it was obvious he wanted to get to know me, he took me out the next day and we've been inseparable ever since. We didn't even kiss till the third date! It makes sense though seen as we're both hardcore party animals!

I met mine at work. We worked at the same company on the same team and became friends outside of work. We were both dating other people at the time but nothing serious.

He was shy, so getting to know him was a slow process. Most of the time, when we saw each other outside of work, it was in a group setting since we had a lot of mutual friends. Then one day, when everybody had planned to go tobboganing together, everyone else ended up cancelling except for me and him. We spent the entire day together just the two of us, which ended in the best snowball fight ever, and made plans to get together again.

We continued to spend time together, just the two of us. The more time we spent together, the more we wanted to see one another. We'd go on hikes, play chess, watch meteor showers, see movies, go snow-shoeing, etc. I was drawn to him because he was unlike most of the other guys my age. He never bragged about himself. He was a science-geek, atheist, interested in travelling, disliked the party-scene, informed about current events, loved animals and was a vegetarian. I found his compassion for others very appealing and he had a quirky sense of humour.

We lived together for a few years and then we got married.

My husband and I worked together. The first time we hung out was at an after work social. A group of us decided to go to the hot springs. It was a nice naked adventure into the woods. This was over ten years ago now. Of the 8 of us that went on that adventure, 6 of us are still close friends.

We met at the beach at night seven years ago. He was friend with my sister's boyfriend and we talked. He tried to kiss me I bite his lips real hard. He then quit the party. After that we met several times in town during our lunch time and we talked. We met by surprise each time. We didn't even had each other's number. He had a girfriend and I was living my life. I went to another country in 2009 and returned here in 2010. I met him at the quay and several times we saw each other there. We just talked. At that time I was looking for a house and I gave him my number because he told me that maybe he could help. One night he texted and told me I was beautiful. I knew where he was getting at and then one saturday I was going camping and asked him to come, that it would be fun. I'm still with him and I love everything about him. I am happy:)