Our "timeline" was weird, and far from normal. I met him downtown and had a little giggle with my friend about the handsome older man with the mixed up English / South African accent who "rescued" us from the jerky doorman. Then he went to his show and we walked to another theater to see our show. Later, we were at the local coffee house and acting stupid and girly, copying his accent and what he said....we heard some laughter and looked.....he was a few tables away. We talked a little bit. He asked for my number but I had previously been creeped out when I phoned an exbf and he got my number off caller id, did a reverse lookup online, mapquested M., and showed up at my door (5 states away!)....it wasn't a bad thing, but not having internet yet, he had to explain all this newfangled technology. I was amped that this guy found M., but was hesitant to give my number out afterwards in case random axe murderer showed up next. Soooo I gave him my email address instead and we became "pen pals" who met up occasionally to hang out, see a show, etc. Not all the time though because there was a big age difference. I thought he was "groovy" but wasn't in love at first. He said after our first meeting he felt a connection that he thought was strange for a first time meeting, and he was "concerned" about it. 3 weeks later when I did give him my phone number, after our first call he said that he knew I was special, going to be a very important player in his life (whatever that means, lol), and that the thought "she may be an angel" even went through his mind, which he laughed at. After a few months, I got creeped out because I thought I might have accidentally loved him and that upset M.. I ran away back to my mom's house in another state (I'd sworn I was never going to fall in love or get married, blech!---my parents had a nasty divorce and I didn't want anything to do with that, I J. wanted to have fun). We had an argument about my moving so suddenly and he said "is it because you love M.?" and I said "shut up" but nodded. He said "I love you too". I went to Italy to clear my mind, lol. But when I got back to the States, we talked on the phone and emailed A LOT daily, made AT&T rich, and through relative "safety" since we were far away we were able to be really honest and talk about everything past, present, and future. He ended up moving a little closer as his work would permit, and then I started visiting him on weekends every month. He moved closer when a position closer opened up, and we took a couple road trips together. After hurricane Katrina, I stayed at his apartment for a couple weeks because we had no electricity for weeks. He asked M. to marry him then. We were married 3 months later (6 years after first meeting / casual dating). I knew I loved him after a few months, but realized he was "the one" after I was about 27 or 28 and saw him with my nephew who has autism, and how beautifully he handled him.....and could really communicate and make him laugh, and they hung out together while I was with my aunts. They were amazed that my nephew was so happy and "friends" with Jeremy, and I thought "Wow. He'd make a good dad". He said he loved M. after a few months, but he says the day he thought "This is the girl I'm going to spend the rest of my life with" and seriously started thinking marriage was a year later when we were watching the sun go down over the Grand Canyon, talking. So we got married in that canyon. But it was a couple years later (he wasn't in "the place" where he felt right to ask M.--he got a better job, with benefits to support a family, got a nicer place...he'd done marriage before and knew some things are best put into place beforehand.....and he also knew I might spook easily and run back to Italy or somewhere again) before we got engaged. The engagement was short and fast though. Basically, J. long enough to make reservations and buy plane tickets, handle my job situation and preparing to move, and him taking care of adding M. to insurances and all that, lol. I didn't want to move in until I had the ring on my finger (I wanted to feel secure and not worry about the fact that I was leaving my great job and moving to a new state for something that could fall through if we had an argument, lol).