My husband and I grew up next door to each other. Since hes 4 years older, I was too shy to talk to him growing up. I always thought he was super cute and way out of my league. He left for the marines when he was 18. We still hadn't talk at that point yet. At 19 I became a Realtor and worked at the office that his mom owns. He came back to visit and his mom "suggested" that we grab a bite to eat and catch up on things. Although, since we hadnt talked ever there wasnt much to catch up on hehe. I jumped at the opportunity to finally meet the guy Id had a crush on since I was 10 though. We started dating soon after and we got married on May 5th, 2007, and we're very very happy
dh is 11 months older. That means he's an old fart for 11 months and a young pup for one.
We're both in our mid-forties and have been married 20+ years.
My sister became a step-grandma in her mid-thirties and at 42 has just become a great-grandma. My BIL said that at 20, his granddaughter was the oldest girl in her family to have a baby. He is a young great-grandpa at 57.