Nicole

I met my FH online on a networking site at the end of January/very beginning of February 2011. It was chance, as I rarely respond to the "chats" that pop up on the site, especially one from someone 200 miles away from me. We chatted and by the end of the conversation we had exchanged numbers to text. Soon after, (the next day), we spoke on the phone for hours and I knew there was something special between us. After that first telephone conversation we spoke everyday for hours, and texted inbetween those conversations. We soon agreed that he would drive up to New Jersey from Virginia on Feb 19th, the first weekend at that time that he didn't have his sons. Well the weekend prior, February 12th I was on the phone with him and had no plans. He was grilling and had his boys and friends over. I stated" aww that sounds like fun" and he invited me down. I told him, "don't invite me if you don't mean it" and he stated he did. So within the hour I found myself packing a bag and driving the 200 miles to his house. (yes, crazy I know, to drive that far to someone's house i'd never met before, but I trust my gut). That night I met him, his mother, his two sons, and various friends. Needless to say it went very well and we entered into a relationship.     Fast forward to April 2, 20011. My FH was up visiting me that weekend. (At that point we were driving either way to spend weekends with one another.) I had an appointment to get my 6th tattoo and he came with me. After the tattoo I was driving home and we started talking about us. { Brief background. I've always been a strong independant woman who always felt as if marraige wasn't right now me, and that thought of being legally bound to someone terrified me. FH knew this and had asked me a few times about us getting married and I always said no} Now while I was driving back we were discussing our relationship and I was speaking to him and the words " I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to marry you" flew out of my mouth as I became audibly emotional. At that point I realized just HOW much I loved this man and I really meant those words. He told me he felt the same way and we agreed we were engaged to be married. By April 30th I had a new job in Virginia lined up and I moved in with him.   Author's note: While I know this sounds COMPLETELY non-romantic, the manner in which we "proposed" completely "fits" my personality and I wouldn't have it any other way