Do you personally or know someone who had real romantic love story?
Love StoriesStories about love are touching and contain fulfillment regarding our most delicate emotion. They can cover many varieties of love, and when troubles get in the way, love always prevails.
Do you personally or know someone who had real romantic love story?
I mean as close as you can get to the movies or the books? I know love isn't always like that in reality, but if you have had or still do have a fairytale love story I would love to hear about it. How did it begin? End? or still going? Thanks =]
My best friend's parents have a really romantic story.Her mom's friend went to a wedding in Italy. At the wedding, the friend showed the groom and the best man a picture of his friend (my friend's mom). The best man thought she was so beautiful that he decided he had to meet her. He flew all the way to Canada with the friend to meet this beautiful woman he saw a picture of. They met, fell in love and got engaged within 3 weeks of meeting. They were married until he passed away.I think that's really romantic
My parents met when my mom was 15 and my dad was 21. My mom thought my dad was full of himself and she may not have been too far wrong. My dad decided to wait until my mom was like, legal and stuff before he made any kind of move. Eventually they started to like each other, fell in love and all that jazz, when *dramatic pause for effect* my dad had to go live in Alaska. (They were in Colorado, but my dad came from the East Coast to do basic at the Air Force Academy). He proposed to my mom before he left and had to stay in Alaska for 3 years. They could only talk for about 5 minutes a month (cause they didn't have all the fancy phone junk we do), but they stayed together and they will have been married 22 years this May. :]~*B*~
While I was on chemo, recovering from breast cancer, my husband planned a wonderful trip for us to Niagara Falls, Canada, for the turn of the century 2000, I didn't think I'd be well enough to go, but I went anyway about a month after my last treatment.We live in mid-America. When we started out in the dead of winter, it was below zero and I was sick to my stomach. By the time we got to my sister's house on the East Coast, I was better. We drove up to my brother's place a few hours away and I was even better.By the time we got to Canada, I was fine -- bald headed as a billiard ball, but quickly gaining strength. He had planned a wonderful stay at a B&B, and a fantastic dinner at the Skylon revolving restaurant over-looking the Falls. There were fireworks and music by the Jeff Healy Band in the park and much celebration and merry-making! Thankfully, there was a warm snap in the weather and it was in the 50s there!It was one of the happiest times in my life thanks to my loving husband. And, yes, I am still cancer free!