I'm not married now, but I was very happily married for 15 years.
I had just turned 18 years old and I met him at a skating rink in my hometown. He was in the military there. I knew because everyone else seemed invisible to me, I wanted to learn everything about him, I wanted to share everything with him, could not have imagined myself with anyone else, and he felt exactly the same way. None of that changed until the day he died.