It's sort of a long story... I'll abbreviate it.
I had dated a lot of women, many of them the epitome of a "great catch" .... beautiful, intelligent, sexy... you name it. For whatever reason, I became uninterested in them after a time... usually a short time. I dated a couple of women for 6 months to a year, but it still just didn't feel right.
When I met my wife (that's a whole other story in itself) we seemed to hit it off pretty well, and started dating. We dated for several months, and I realized that I was fully comfortable and relaxed with her. No putting up a front, no need to carry on a conversation.... just comfortable BEING together. We could be watching TV, or playing softball, or even shopping.... That's when I pretty much decided she was more than likely the one.
Don't get me wrong.. we had LOTS of fights/arguments/discussions
during the early years. She had a VERY quick temper (Irish) and I was more "slow to anger".... she'd holler and argue and push buttons until she got it out of her system, but by that time, she had gotten ME mad... so.... it was an interesting first 5 years or so. But we stuck it out, and got used to each others' faults, and after 33 years, I think it just might last....
She puts up with a lot. Wouldn't trade her for rubies....