Oh mine is so strange...I had not dated in almost 10 years, (long story), and was ready to try again, when I noticed a new sysop in the pets forum I was a sysop on was kind of interesting in his notes in the sysop lounge. We began emailing privately, about cats, music, who lived in the rainier area (he was out in the Seattle area, I was in central new york state). After a Fall of emails, I sent him a Christmas care package (oh thank you again Great-Aunt Marion for your lovely homemade raspberry jam that I sent to him along with other goodies). We had our first phone call just after that...it lasted for hours. We only missed a couple of days after that first call, talking every day from then on. Part of our discussions were about what saying "I love You" meant to us, and in current society. I told him I didn't want to hear it unless he truly meant it, and he told me if he said it, it meant he'd want to marry me (we had also talked about marriage, committment, what we wanted, how we defined it).
The day after Valentines day that year (yes, things moved along very quickly!), he told me he loved me. I went quiet and said, does that mean what I think it does? he said "yes, and I said "yes" and that was that
I wore his dog tags ( he was a desert storm vet), and didn't get my ring until a trip to see him in late Summer...he was so nervous, he picked me up from the airport, drove over to a pretty area near a local river, told me I'd waited long enough, and presented me with in my eyes, totally gorgeous pear shaped diamond ring.
We married in October, less than a year after we began our email/phone courtship. Our 10th wedding anniversary is coming up this year