I would love to contribute here. I briefly met my husband in 1972 when a guy i dated once (his brother) introduced me to his little brother. I saw him occasionally for the next 5 years. We weren't friends, but if we passed each other on the street, we'd say hi.
In December of 1977, we met again, fell in love, and in March , 1978; we got married. 8 months later, my first son was born. When I married my husband, he was unemployed. We were absolutely clueless. If anyone had cared enough they would have told us to WAIT. actually, someone did.

We're still married and have one of the best marriages I know of. yes, that's right, more than 30 years.

to what do i attribute our success? We made a commitment to stay together. Doesn't matter if i can't stand him today; I know tomorrow, I'll get over what I'm mad about and he'll still be there to love me. And vice versa. It works.