"Something No One Else Had Ever Done": 59 Times Boyfriends Proved They Were Worth Marrying

We were on a date and I had a wrapper in my hand. As we passed a dumpster I threw the wrapper in the bin, but I also threw MY CAR KEYS in the huge garbage bin...behind a restaurant! Ugh. I told him what I had just done and he didn't pause for a second, he hoisted himself up on the edge of the dumpster - smiled at me and said "Don't worry, I see your keys!" Flipped himself into the restaurant's garbage and emerged seconds later with my keys.

Reader, I married him!

And in return for marrying ME the Big Lug got health Insurance for the first time in his adult life. I adore him.

He wasn't my boyfriend yet back then, but we were really good friends on our way to becoming best friends and one day, we talked about what we wanted our futures to look like. What our ideal future would be. Much to our surprise, we wanted the same things. Even down to the number of children and pets. I knew instantly that he was marriage material then, but I hadn't figured out he was *my* marriage material until close to a year later, when he finally became my boyfriend. We both knew at the time that we would end up marrying each other, and we did.

He was and still is the only man who has never lied to me.

When he says he will do something, he does it. I never have to question his motives or if there is more than he is not telling me. He showed me that I could trust him, and he has never once let me down. I didn't know how much I needed the security of trust until I met him.

Married for 11 years next month! ♥️.

He didn’t harp on how I could be the perfect woman for him, he was more concerned with how he could be the perfect man for me. Previously I always felt that guys projected their ideas and fantasies onto me. Calculating how useful I am to them, while they themselves can put in the least amount of effort.

He just simply loves me. He actually likes talking to me and cares about my thoughts and feelings. He enjoys spending time with me and isn’t constantly thinking about what he gets out of it, if it’s worth his time or what he might be missing out on.

We both aren’t selfish and put in the work to make the other person happy. In the end life is just easier all around.

He is calm like no other person I have ever met. His best friend called him a mix between a tibetan monk and a drunk (he doesn’t drink anymore lol). He worked SRE, which is like technical emergency calls, and is capable of acting in situations where most people lose it.

He makes me feel safe psychologically. He says what he means and it’s just that, subtext or hidden resentments or unclear communication are nonexistent. I don’t have to overthink with him at all and I can say anything I usually cannot with him.

When I was sick in bed and he just quietly got up and went to the pharmacy without me asking. No big announcement, no expecting a thank you. He just did it.
But honestly the real moment was when I noticed he had learned all these tiny things about me. That I can never sleep with the window open. That I take my coffee a certain way. Small things that even my closest friends don’t know.
Nobody had ever paid that kind of attention to me before. That’s when I knew.

I went to a different city with a friend and she introduced me to her guy friend. Pretty average but really funny. Well, by the end of the night, I realize that I had lost my purse and my rent money was in there and I started having a panic attack. The next morning I had seen that he sent me $350 to cover my rent.


When I went back to my city, he calls me up, saying that he went to the police station, and somebody had turned in my wallet with all of the money in it. He mailed me my wallet back with flowers and when I tried to send the money back that he gave me, he wouldn’t accept it.

The fact that he went to the police station to look AND took care of me just ugh, I was so smitten. 

Ended up fumbling the hell out of him :/. .

He does whatever he can to make my life easier. I’ve never been with a man as selfless as him.

When my mother passed away, we had only been dating for 4 months. He looked after my pets for me so I could spend her last moments in hospice with her, and while I was gone he stocked my freezer full of homemade meals. He even made extra to fill my brother’s freezer with. He genuinely inspires me to be a better person every day.

I am a nurse and my shifts can be really hard. The first time I sent a message during the day to him like "omg what a hard day I am exhausted I want to go home !", when I get home, the dinner was made, dogs were walked, just had to eat and be a princess. It happens everytime I say I'm exhausted.
That's the first time I was realizing I was with someone who cared.

When Id observe very early on in our relationship how he went out of his way to help his complete strangers. Old lady cant reach the milk? He dashes over. Someone struggling to carry something heavy? He's all over it!

It seems like such a small observation but it meant everything to me, because it confirmed that this was his genuine character and his kindness extended beyond himself and myself.

After being with a diagnosed sociopath with sadistic tendencies, I had been through hell and absolutely needed a partner capable of empathy.

Working well solving problems together and him trusting me to take the lead.

Met my husband doing construction. I was doing electrical work. The amount of guys I dated that knew my background and still tried to mansplain to me and take over simple projects was such a turn off. My husband never, ever does that to me. He will hand me tools and offer suggestions, but mainly he trusts that I know what I'm doing when I take the lead. We have fixed the water pump on his porsche, the furnace twice, changed out faucets, so many projects where we saved ourselves thousands, because we work together well and know how to be supportive and trust the other person's abilities. The amount of dudes that could never stand and watch or hand their woman tools while she does typically male stuff on their house is too high. My dad told me he knew we would work out, despite getting engaged after 3 months, after watching us fix a vacuum together. Going on 8 years now.

We did all the other things first (don't recommend as an overall rule) but we had a child and 2 loans together before we got married. When I first got pregnant I thought I'd ruined everything (briefly) until he spent my entire pregnancy treating me like a queen, cut back or cut out all of his vices in solidarity and to save money, held my hand and hyped me up through our first child's birth. I married him in the courthouse when our some was 4 months old and we've been together for years now and own a home and have multiple kids. We have no money and no time and yet he's still my best friend. Also communication is incredible, he actually changes behaviors when I say something bothers me instead of flipping it on me (which seems to be a common tactic to avoid accountability in most the other fellas I dated).

My now husband rescued a ring I wore when I actually dropped it down the sink drain. He spent hours shutting off the water, dismantling the pipe, cleaning out the drain, and then cleaned off the ring. It was not a fancy ring or anything just a simple silver ring with a design that looked like leaves but I had worn it forever and was so happy when he did all that. I knew I would marry him one day.

When the boring stuff felt easy. anyone can be fun on a vacation. marriage material is when grocery shopping together doesn't feel like a chore.

He was willing to sit and work on problems.

Just being himself. No acting, no pressure, just love. He makes me feel safe being myself. He accepts and understands all my flaws. Bonus is waking up to a cup of coffee and my vitamins on my bedside table 😭.

The way he treats my kids. Emotional intelligence, self control, discipline, self confidence, calm demeanor. For me, it was obvious he was husband material. We were best friends and still are! Relationship before this one was very dysfunctional and emotionally damaging so I knew I wanted something totally different and thankfully it is, night and day.

We were 19 and casually discussing our perfect houses. I said I liked hardwood floors because they’re pretty. He said he liked carpet because it was better for kids to play on.

That was it for me. All she wrote, folks. No other boys my age would ever think of that answer, and he was not trying to game me. It was genuine. I could tell. He didn’t even think anything of it. He’s exactly the type of father I envisioned in that moment.

He knew when I was about to get my period before I did and would satisfy any food craving I had during that time, saying "the ute is in control".

That, and he supported me when I burned out and transitioned careers.

On our third date, I was making him dinner, I forgot an ingredient and was frustrated with myself. He flew out the door and went to the store to buy it without asking. He saved dinner. 


He always reached out first, eager to see me again, didnt play games, didnt keep me guessing where things were going. His emotional maturity was through the roof. He openly talked about the future and what he wanted. I joke he was the first real man I dated and before only dated boys. 


Last when we went hiking with my roommate and her fiance after a few days of knowing each other, he stayed with me the whole time. Roommate's fiance raced up the mountain as fast as he could with another group of guys we passed. Roommate's fiance turned it into a competition. My now husband stayed and helped me up. He didnt judge me when I needed to take breaks. He was sweet and calm. We talked about our childhood on the side of the mountain and our dreams for our future home life. It is a cherished memory. Roommate was divorced before their 3rd anniversary. .