When I saw some adorable engagement photos in my inbox, it got me thinking about that moment you make the decision to marry someone. It might be a moment of clarity, it might be confusion and it might occur long before an engagement ring is involved. For me, I remember heading to Beginning Pottery on a freezing winter morning and thinking “This is it. I’m in love with this great guy and I want to live this life with him.” He proposed a year later. That was seven years ago now, but I remember that quiet moment where I just knew this one was different.
Was it a moment? Or a series of little things? How did you know your signifigant other was the one?