Today is my fifteen year wedding anniversary. I always wonder if I believe in the HEA (happily ever after) so much because I'm living it.
When I ponder whether it's realistic for a H/H to fall in love after a few days, I only have to think back to the first week with my husband. It took less than five days for me to decide he was the one. I still waited almost two years to marry him–just in case–but I felt it almost right away once we started dating.
I had just told my mom I needed to go out with a guy that I already knew–who wasn't on my dating radar–and voila! Life delivered.
How cool is that?