I was engaged for the first time at age 17, he was 23. I decided I was too young, that I wanted to travel, and he was at risk of being drafted at any time (it was at the height of the Viet Nam war). So I broke it off. My cousin, who introduced us, said that he never got over me and never married. Yeah, right, whatever.
Engaged for the second and last time at age 18 (not much older, but crazy about my fiance) and married at age 19. DH is two years older than I.
As I said, travel was a big deal for me, but when I said as part of our marriage vows "Entreat me not to leave thee, for whither thou goest, I will go..." I had no idea that I would follow him to live on every continent but Antarctica, in 10 countries, and visit another 35-40 countries (don't remember exact number).
It's been a wonderful 46 years and I'm looking forward to many more together with the love of my life.
Queen Colleen