Honestly I couldn't vote.
My dad knew when he met my stepmother at Jewish singles party she was the one he would spend the rest of his life with. BTW-she's great, has the same birthday as mine - and honestly, I wish she had been my real mother...
As for me, I've been through all of those choices, thinking the first guy I married was 'the one'. But as it turned out, it wasn't.
The second one, I thought was my 'soul mate', but alas again, not to be.
The third one I knew for quite some time before finally tieing the knot, but after thirteen years it died.
So where does that leave me now? Hmmm, I've been with living with Boats for 12 years now...did I know it when I met him? No. It just sort of happened slowly. Now we are best friends to each other, we share our life together and are satisfied with the way it has worked out.
I don't really want to get married again. I feel happy the way things are, I don't feel guilty if I kiss another guy (or go further) and nor do I feel the need to spill my guts out to my partner in guilt.
I'm not going to tell how many I've been with in my life, but trust me, your eyes would probably pop out if you knew.