Our story is different. Dale is from the US and I am from Hong Kong. Dale and I met on ICQ and over time, we fell in love with each other. Sounds pretty wild huh? But the story ending will probably even surprise you more.
On June 8th, 1999, I came to the US to meet him. It is an amazing experience, even now I can still remember how sweet I felt when I saw him for the first time, I wish the clock will stop and we can just enjoy that moment without any interruption from the outside world. His first touch, first smile, our first eye contact, our first kiss - everything made me feel like I was the luckiest person on earth. We just feel so good about our relationship.
On June 18th something that change our lives happened. There was a wedding ceremony and we were the two main person involved in it. So here I am, living in a pretty house with a big yard with my sweetheart Dale. Not to forget I have two step-daughters, Chelsea and Hillary. We live happily together and I am enjoying the life here. Our story inspires myself that, love has no distance.
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14.2.08
One Percent Chance
Viktor and I have been together for nine months. He is 16 and I am 15. We met last May on the chat. He seemed very pleasant the first time we spoke and a few days later he called me on the phone. We talked for a long time and it turned out that both of us go to Honved Square frequently. He plays basketball and I visit friends there. One afternoon we've decided to meet there. I can still see the scene in front of me as I went over to him and told him I was the girl from the chat that he spoke to on the phone a few days ago. He was tall and muscular - I could hardly take my eyes off of him. We went for a walk but as it was getting very colt outside we headed for the West End Shopping Center downtown. We sat on a bench and talked until late in the evening.
I just stared and stared as he talked and sitting there on a bench in front of a shoe store in the West End I realized that I was hopelessly in love. When we came out of the building late at night it was VERY cold. He saw that I was cold and put his arm around me. I've been waiting for this all night. He walked me to my girlfriend's house where I was spending the night. That was where we had our first, unforgettable kiss.
Unfortunately the love was not mutual. He liked me but he was not in love with me. A few girls had played with his emotions in the past and he didn't want to be disappointed again. He promised himself that he would never be vulnerable in front of another girl and allow himself to fall in love. In spite of all this, we've spent two beautiful months together. Then he broke up with me and said that as much as he would like to he can't fall in love with me. I thought I was going to die.
My whole world turned and I just wanted to cry but I did not want him to know how hurt I was - he didn't deserve that. I took a couple of tranquilizers as I could not fall asleep otherwise that night. I cried constantly and thought my heart would break. I was like a zombie and thought I would go crazy.
The next day he left me a message on the phone and asked that I call him. I did. He told me on the phone that he realized that he loved me. I could not resist my heart and took him back. We've been together since and things could not be better. We love each other and are making plans. I feel that this love is more than just puppy love and both of us have found in the other the person we've been dreaming about.
I live at school now as the arguments at home were constant, but Viktor was always protecting and encouraging me. I'll never forget what a gift I received from the internet. If it wasn't for that I would still be waiting for the knight in shining armor.
They say that there is a one percent chance that someone could find a partner on the internet. It worked for us and for that I will be eternally grateful.
'Kitten'
I just stared and stared as he talked and sitting there on a bench in front of a shoe store in the West End I realized that I was hopelessly in love. When we came out of the building late at night it was VERY cold. He saw that I was cold and put his arm around me. I've been waiting for this all night. He walked me to my girlfriend's house where I was spending the night. That was where we had our first, unforgettable kiss.
Unfortunately the love was not mutual. He liked me but he was not in love with me. A few girls had played with his emotions in the past and he didn't want to be disappointed again. He promised himself that he would never be vulnerable in front of another girl and allow himself to fall in love. In spite of all this, we've spent two beautiful months together. Then he broke up with me and said that as much as he would like to he can't fall in love with me. I thought I was going to die.
My whole world turned and I just wanted to cry but I did not want him to know how hurt I was - he didn't deserve that. I took a couple of tranquilizers as I could not fall asleep otherwise that night. I cried constantly and thought my heart would break. I was like a zombie and thought I would go crazy.
The next day he left me a message on the phone and asked that I call him. I did. He told me on the phone that he realized that he loved me. I could not resist my heart and took him back. We've been together since and things could not be better. We love each other and are making plans. I feel that this love is more than just puppy love and both of us have found in the other the person we've been dreaming about.
I live at school now as the arguments at home were constant, but Viktor was always protecting and encouraging me. I'll never forget what a gift I received from the internet. If it wasn't for that I would still be waiting for the knight in shining armor.
They say that there is a one percent chance that someone could find a partner on the internet. It worked for us and for that I will be eternally grateful.
'Kitten'
Practice Date
One of my favorite things about him is his ready smile. My first conversation with him went like this: he popped up on my IM screen and asked if I wanted to talk. And he smiled. A colon and half a parentheses.
Reading his profile, I found I was safe. I was across the country from him and he was 17. I tend to like older, think Robert Redford, not young Leonardo DiCaprio. Just to be absolutely sure though, I told him what I told everyone online. "Sure, just don't flirt with me or ask me out. "
And we talked. Thru the seasons. We talked about philosophy, problems and silliness. Shared brief glimpses of the soul in trivial conversation. And exchanged smiles and hugs. Online. We talked through out his transition from high school and college. We talked through out my transition from captured submissive in an abusive relationship with someone older - slightly - 33 - to freedom and recapturing true self. Finding all our strange coincidences and connections.
And I moved back to my home state late january before last - to one town away from him. In the months that followed, I continued the growth I'd started in CA since breaking up with my ex, regaining my freedom and independence, my sense of self. He was now -and is - attending Maryland.. And we continued talking. We had started flirted. Which, he is usually against, unless it it leads to something - a relationship. But he found himself flirting with me. I'm fairly shy. But I found I was flirting too. And I would never, if asked, say that I would ask someone out. For the first time. And - I didn't with Mike. I asked him out on a pretend date.
I'd seen pictures of him - he is very, very cute. I would joke about him having girls all over him. And he'd say not that he'd noticed. He's very shy around girls. So I said, well then go out with me on a 'practice date'. And hey, when girls see you with another girl, that's when they really become interested. He didn't of course take me seriously. He'd never asked me out because he thought I'd say no.
He'd captured my heart online, a year back when he said we should go out sometime for ice-cream. Ice-cream! And he kept with one coincidence and shared connection/silliness after another. With uncovering the depth of his sweetness. With how important relationships are to him. His mix of intelligence and silliness. Patience and the ready passion for what he believed in. But he wasn't real. He was words in a little box. His was a smile made of a semi colon and half a parentheses.
So. I met him and he said I looked exactly as he'd imagined me. And he was solid. Tangible. Not just words in a little box, but a gentle voiced guy. Not just a typed smile, but a ready curve of sweet lips. Revealing small, sharp teeth and a pierced tongue. And it reached his eyes. And I knew. I recognized him at first sight. Recognized him as someone I could fall in love with. It remained to be seen whether or not I would allow myself to.
And he found himself falling too.
I'd 'met my match'. :P
We saw a movie and ate and then just like something out of dream, (with a definite touch of amines), we drove to the park as the day neared its end and he pulled out his guitar and played like an ancient bard. Neoclassical he calls it. I imagined I had stepped into some dream of medieval age as we sat in the green sunlight, the fading sun on the lake behind us.
And a few days later we met again and he told me he loved me asked me to be his girlfriend - not a practice one, not in pretend, but for real and I realized that the dream, unlike that first day had not faded.
Like all females, I've had poetry written for me, I've had professions of love and proposals of marriage. But I finally fell. Against all I set out to avoid over all barriers and fortresses despite - life - I slid tumbled fell helplessly into his heart. I fell and he was there to catch me because he had fallen too.
Its over 14 months later now, and we still miss each other when we are apart. Very much in love, we shunned Valentine's Day. A day whose roots have faded into obscurity. And now we are manipulated by the greeting card companies which have grown fat on our utter willingness to be sheep. Meanwhile diamond manufacturers tell us we really don't love our loved ones if we don't say it with diamonds! Do you realize society and media pulls the strings, and we puppets that we are - are romantic - on cue? And yes I like romance - I'm a total romantic - but who wants manipulated romance? Who wants to be bought flowers or given presents by someone who is doing it because he feels he has to? Sometimes because he fears not to? (not that everyone does)
Not to knock Valentine's Day. It is a day set aside for lovers. Named after someone who married lovers in secret at a time when the Emperor Claudius felt that married men make bad soldiers. We just make every day Valentine's. So its not so much shunning as not differentiating it from every other day. And it is two way. I don't expect him to be the only one. To write me poetry, to send me flowers, to create romantic evenings. I think that's an unfair expectation. And I love doing these things. Giving massages, and smooches, 'affectioning'', each touch an expression. Most romantic of all is this guy I can be silly with, can be myself with, who looks into my eyes and holds my gaze. A love which matches my ideals, a guy who is my hero - always saving the day with smooches and silliness. No matter what the day,
We ignore it because we are romantic naturally. He is always holding my hand, and in touch with me, always kissing me and feels hurt if I sleep away from him. He says I love you often and means it. A very left brained guy, he is going to school majoring in computer science and physics - yet he's written me a poem and sweet e-mails. And all on days not marked on a calendar. And it is him who has brought up the subject of the future...family.
So many talk of the excitement of first time, or of the attention you get from dating many. I would always choose Mike over a thousand exciting first times. I choose a thousand daily affections, soft touch in a darkened room, his sweet soft voice when I am feeling alone saying that word every woman wants to hear in her heart of hearts. 'Moo.'
Not many women are comfortable enough with themselves to admit that last.
And not many guys are comfortable enough with such silly stuffs.
Yes, one of my favorite things about him is his smile. And he smiled. A colon and half a parenthesis.
And he smiled. A ready curve of lips. Revealing small sharp teeth and a pierced tongue. And it reached his eyes. And with them he reached for my heart. And I gave it to him. Forever. For as long as he chooses to accept my offering. He returned in kind, stepping out of his little box and into my heart.
I don't know what the future will bring, I only know he smiled. And the rest is history.
Reading his profile, I found I was safe. I was across the country from him and he was 17. I tend to like older, think Robert Redford, not young Leonardo DiCaprio. Just to be absolutely sure though, I told him what I told everyone online. "Sure, just don't flirt with me or ask me out. "
And we talked. Thru the seasons. We talked about philosophy, problems and silliness. Shared brief glimpses of the soul in trivial conversation. And exchanged smiles and hugs. Online. We talked through out his transition from high school and college. We talked through out my transition from captured submissive in an abusive relationship with someone older - slightly - 33 - to freedom and recapturing true self. Finding all our strange coincidences and connections.
And I moved back to my home state late january before last - to one town away from him. In the months that followed, I continued the growth I'd started in CA since breaking up with my ex, regaining my freedom and independence, my sense of self. He was now -and is - attending Maryland.. And we continued talking. We had started flirted. Which, he is usually against, unless it it leads to something - a relationship. But he found himself flirting with me. I'm fairly shy. But I found I was flirting too. And I would never, if asked, say that I would ask someone out. For the first time. And - I didn't with Mike. I asked him out on a pretend date.
I'd seen pictures of him - he is very, very cute. I would joke about him having girls all over him. And he'd say not that he'd noticed. He's very shy around girls. So I said, well then go out with me on a 'practice date'. And hey, when girls see you with another girl, that's when they really become interested. He didn't of course take me seriously. He'd never asked me out because he thought I'd say no.
He'd captured my heart online, a year back when he said we should go out sometime for ice-cream. Ice-cream! And he kept with one coincidence and shared connection/silliness after another. With uncovering the depth of his sweetness. With how important relationships are to him. His mix of intelligence and silliness. Patience and the ready passion for what he believed in. But he wasn't real. He was words in a little box. His was a smile made of a semi colon and half a parentheses.
So. I met him and he said I looked exactly as he'd imagined me. And he was solid. Tangible. Not just words in a little box, but a gentle voiced guy. Not just a typed smile, but a ready curve of sweet lips. Revealing small, sharp teeth and a pierced tongue. And it reached his eyes. And I knew. I recognized him at first sight. Recognized him as someone I could fall in love with. It remained to be seen whether or not I would allow myself to.
And he found himself falling too.
I'd 'met my match'. :P
We saw a movie and ate and then just like something out of dream, (with a definite touch of amines), we drove to the park as the day neared its end and he pulled out his guitar and played like an ancient bard. Neoclassical he calls it. I imagined I had stepped into some dream of medieval age as we sat in the green sunlight, the fading sun on the lake behind us.
And a few days later we met again and he told me he loved me asked me to be his girlfriend - not a practice one, not in pretend, but for real and I realized that the dream, unlike that first day had not faded.
Like all females, I've had poetry written for me, I've had professions of love and proposals of marriage. But I finally fell. Against all I set out to avoid over all barriers and fortresses despite - life - I slid tumbled fell helplessly into his heart. I fell and he was there to catch me because he had fallen too.
Its over 14 months later now, and we still miss each other when we are apart. Very much in love, we shunned Valentine's Day. A day whose roots have faded into obscurity. And now we are manipulated by the greeting card companies which have grown fat on our utter willingness to be sheep. Meanwhile diamond manufacturers tell us we really don't love our loved ones if we don't say it with diamonds! Do you realize society and media pulls the strings, and we puppets that we are - are romantic - on cue? And yes I like romance - I'm a total romantic - but who wants manipulated romance? Who wants to be bought flowers or given presents by someone who is doing it because he feels he has to? Sometimes because he fears not to? (not that everyone does)
Not to knock Valentine's Day. It is a day set aside for lovers. Named after someone who married lovers in secret at a time when the Emperor Claudius felt that married men make bad soldiers. We just make every day Valentine's. So its not so much shunning as not differentiating it from every other day. And it is two way. I don't expect him to be the only one. To write me poetry, to send me flowers, to create romantic evenings. I think that's an unfair expectation. And I love doing these things. Giving massages, and smooches, 'affectioning'', each touch an expression. Most romantic of all is this guy I can be silly with, can be myself with, who looks into my eyes and holds my gaze. A love which matches my ideals, a guy who is my hero - always saving the day with smooches and silliness. No matter what the day,
We ignore it because we are romantic naturally. He is always holding my hand, and in touch with me, always kissing me and feels hurt if I sleep away from him. He says I love you often and means it. A very left brained guy, he is going to school majoring in computer science and physics - yet he's written me a poem and sweet e-mails. And all on days not marked on a calendar. And it is him who has brought up the subject of the future...family.
So many talk of the excitement of first time, or of the attention you get from dating many. I would always choose Mike over a thousand exciting first times. I choose a thousand daily affections, soft touch in a darkened room, his sweet soft voice when I am feeling alone saying that word every woman wants to hear in her heart of hearts. 'Moo.'
Not many women are comfortable enough with themselves to admit that last.
And not many guys are comfortable enough with such silly stuffs.
Yes, one of my favorite things about him is his smile. And he smiled. A colon and half a parenthesis.
And he smiled. A ready curve of lips. Revealing small sharp teeth and a pierced tongue. And it reached his eyes. And with them he reached for my heart. And I gave it to him. Forever. For as long as he chooses to accept my offering. He returned in kind, stepping out of his little box and into my heart.
I don't know what the future will bring, I only know he smiled. And the rest is history.
I Found Mr. Right
Story 86
I Found Mr. Right
Our story starts a 14 months ago, I was sitting in front of my computer here in England clicking ignore and clicking ignore from so many perverted guys on ICQ it was crazy!! They all asked the same thing, "Do you have a web cam?" or "What are you wearing?". I was getting really bored with it so decided to sign off, just as I was about to click to close I got a message saying "Hi Kirsty, how are you?" I thought okay, he's different! We started talking and he told me his name was Sean, my brother is called Sean so I carried on talking, he told me he was 24 and from Canada. The more we talked the more friendly we got, we didn't talk every night but whenever he saw me online he would message me and he was a really nice guy. We chatted more over the next couple of weeks and we found out we had a lot in common, he sent me his picture and it was "love at first sight" for me, I sent him mine and he said I had beautiful British eyes.
I had a boyfriend at the time and he had a girlfriend but the more we talked the more in love we fell. Then I suggested that we meet up sometime (this was October 2000). We arranged that I would go to Canada in July 2001 and we would see how we felt about each other in "real life" Then Sean said he couldn't wait until July and that he wanted me there in March. I got my ticket to go on March 23rd, even though I was still with my boyfriend, I went to Canada for a week and that week was the best time of my life. I was completely in love with Sean, he was my Mr. Right!! The hardest thing I did was leaving him at the airport and coming back to England. I cried, he cried!! As soon as I got home I ended it with my boyfriend.
Our photoSean an I were now apart but we loved each other so much we talked EVERY day on the web cam and phone on June 28th 2001, Sean proposed to me on the internet and it was very romantic, he even got down on one knee!! I was so desperate to see him again!! We planned that I would go out there again in September, I couldn't wait!!! I didn't end up going until October 11th because of everything that happened in America. I finally got to Canada (after an 8 hour delay at Manchester!!) it was like we had never been apart, he couldn't stop kissing me and hugging me, he is just adorable. The day I was leaving to come home Sean got down on one knee and held my hand and asked me properly if I would marry him. Of course I said yes and he picked me up and started dancing with me, it was the most perfect moment of my life. He is everything I've ever dreamed of! I've been home for almost a week now and I miss him sooooooooo much you would not believe it!
I'm hoping to go to Canada for Christmas and when I do go I doubt I'll be coming back to England cause I can't bear being without him! I just want to say to people who are going through this that you are all very strong to do it, it's hard, but it's worth it when y'all are together.
God Bless you.
Kirsty
I Found Mr. Right
Our story starts a 14 months ago, I was sitting in front of my computer here in England clicking ignore and clicking ignore from so many perverted guys on ICQ it was crazy!! They all asked the same thing, "Do you have a web cam?" or "What are you wearing?". I was getting really bored with it so decided to sign off, just as I was about to click to close I got a message saying "Hi Kirsty, how are you?" I thought okay, he's different! We started talking and he told me his name was Sean, my brother is called Sean so I carried on talking, he told me he was 24 and from Canada. The more we talked the more friendly we got, we didn't talk every night but whenever he saw me online he would message me and he was a really nice guy. We chatted more over the next couple of weeks and we found out we had a lot in common, he sent me his picture and it was "love at first sight" for me, I sent him mine and he said I had beautiful British eyes.
I had a boyfriend at the time and he had a girlfriend but the more we talked the more in love we fell. Then I suggested that we meet up sometime (this was October 2000). We arranged that I would go to Canada in July 2001 and we would see how we felt about each other in "real life" Then Sean said he couldn't wait until July and that he wanted me there in March. I got my ticket to go on March 23rd, even though I was still with my boyfriend, I went to Canada for a week and that week was the best time of my life. I was completely in love with Sean, he was my Mr. Right!! The hardest thing I did was leaving him at the airport and coming back to England. I cried, he cried!! As soon as I got home I ended it with my boyfriend.
Our photoSean an I were now apart but we loved each other so much we talked EVERY day on the web cam and phone on June 28th 2001, Sean proposed to me on the internet and it was very romantic, he even got down on one knee!! I was so desperate to see him again!! We planned that I would go out there again in September, I couldn't wait!!! I didn't end up going until October 11th because of everything that happened in America. I finally got to Canada (after an 8 hour delay at Manchester!!) it was like we had never been apart, he couldn't stop kissing me and hugging me, he is just adorable. The day I was leaving to come home Sean got down on one knee and held my hand and asked me properly if I would marry him. Of course I said yes and he picked me up and started dancing with me, it was the most perfect moment of my life. He is everything I've ever dreamed of! I've been home for almost a week now and I miss him sooooooooo much you would not believe it!
I'm hoping to go to Canada for Christmas and when I do go I doubt I'll be coming back to England cause I can't bear being without him! I just want to say to people who are going through this that you are all very strong to do it, it's hard, but it's worth it when y'all are together.
God Bless you.
Kirsty
I Found A Sweet Guy
My name is Heather and I met my boyfriend, Matt, now of 8 1/2 months on the internet.
I was in a bad accident may 11 of 2000 and I almost lost my left hand. I was so scared when I got out of the hospital that I was never going to be able to meet a nice guy again or have a relationship with anyone again. One night I decided to stay on the internet for a while longer, and I got this instant message from this person that wanted to talk. So I said yes that I would talk, and that last about all night long into the early morning. Even though I hadn't met him in person, he had already made me feel better about myself. Well, after talking on the internet for awhile, we decide to meet. We were friends for a couple weeks before we started dating.
Then one day he told me that he need a sweet girl in his life and asked me to go out with him. I was so happy!! So, we have been together for about 8 1/2 months and it has been the best 8 months for me ever! I feel like I am a person again. It's like he can overlook the fact about my hand, and not dwell on the fact that there is a big scar on it. He means a lot to me and I'm so glad that I met him.
Everyone says that the internet can be evil, but if you ask me it is good to an extent. He really helped me believe in myself again and not to worry what people thought about my hand. He is a real sweetie and I just want everyone to know that it is possible to find good, nice, sweet guys out there on the internet. He has really helped me through a lot and has saved me from doing a lot of stupid stuff. We are still together and working on 9 months!
Good luck to everyone out there looking for love or just looking for a good friend!!
Sincerely,
Heather
I was in a bad accident may 11 of 2000 and I almost lost my left hand. I was so scared when I got out of the hospital that I was never going to be able to meet a nice guy again or have a relationship with anyone again. One night I decided to stay on the internet for a while longer, and I got this instant message from this person that wanted to talk. So I said yes that I would talk, and that last about all night long into the early morning. Even though I hadn't met him in person, he had already made me feel better about myself. Well, after talking on the internet for awhile, we decide to meet. We were friends for a couple weeks before we started dating.
Then one day he told me that he need a sweet girl in his life and asked me to go out with him. I was so happy!! So, we have been together for about 8 1/2 months and it has been the best 8 months for me ever! I feel like I am a person again. It's like he can overlook the fact about my hand, and not dwell on the fact that there is a big scar on it. He means a lot to me and I'm so glad that I met him.
Everyone says that the internet can be evil, but if you ask me it is good to an extent. He really helped me believe in myself again and not to worry what people thought about my hand. He is a real sweetie and I just want everyone to know that it is possible to find good, nice, sweet guys out there on the internet. He has really helped me through a lot and has saved me from doing a lot of stupid stuff. We are still together and working on 9 months!
Good luck to everyone out there looking for love or just looking for a good friend!!
Sincerely,
Heather
8.2.08
We married just one a week after we met physically
What you are reading now is the true example of the love that started by the Internet. It has been five years that our history began with our first e-mail. Jérôme lived in Andressy (west suburb of Paris) and I lived in my country Indonesia, Bandung to be exact. It's a little bit of mystery how Jérôme was able to find my e-mail address, that was my work e-mail. Jérôme does not remember it! The only possibility is that he had seen my ad for a pen pal in an international pen pal site (it does not exist anymore today). It was the only pen pal site which I had registered myself at that time. Another possibility is that he saw me discussing in the newsgroup.
Since the first e-mail, something strange was built up! It was a weird sensation to read Jérôme's email, I have never felt this way when I read other's e-mail. Before going to the office, Jérôme printed my e-mails and read it in the subway. And me, I came to the office earlier to be able to read his e-mails and I went home late to reply his e-mails. It was delirious! With Jerome, I could write (talk) about anything, from what I ate that day, to the political situation of my country :-). I sent him a small souvenir, and he did the same thing. His pictures were already hanging on the wall of my bedroom :-). He told me that he had scanned my picture and used it as the background of his Windows starting page : -). Up till this moment, both of us weren't dare enough to say "Je t'aime" (I love you).
Our story unfolded more and more! Jérôme invited me to come to France in February 1996. I was not able to come because the new position of which I had dreamed for a long time occupied me. It had been a long time that I dreamed to be a graphic designer. A month after I succeeded having this position, but with an engagement of no marriage for the first two years after I sign the contract. This situations pushed us to seriously think of our relationship, and after the long discussions, tons of e-mails and phone calls, we made a decision to arrange a visa which allowed me to come in France for one year, and marry Jérôme during that year. We thought this was a good decision, because with this visa we could anticipate all the bad surprise, and annul the marriage if we wanted to.
Three months on the new position, I had the obligation to sign the contract, but of course with the engagement to do not marry during the first two years. It was in a terrible situation for me to choose between a certain career for my future, and the love for Jérôme. Finally I chose not to sign that contract and continue the procedure of the visa for the marriage in France. That choice had overturned my family, as well as my friends. No one could understand my choice and our love. No one could understand how I was able to leave my work and be unemployed for a man that I never had seen before, especially with the unemployment rate very high in my country!
The procedure for the visa is very long and tiring. We had to prepare and fill a lot of papers, medical check up, and also some terrible interviewing to prove that our marriage would not be a white wedding. That was a little normal, because we never had seen ourselves physically. That gave a doubt to French authorities in Indonesia. The waiting time is the most difficult one to bear. Our love had become bigger and deeper during this difficult situation. It was already August, and still no news of the visa. Jérôme decided to come in Indonesia to resolve the visa problem furthermore near... and especially to see his future spouse that he had never seen before! He came on July 15th 1996 for the first time. That gave a surprising reaction from the parents of Jérôme as well as of his friends. They have all said, "He is crazy!" Cyril, his friend who took him to Charles De Gaulle airport could not believe his decision until Jérôme was really leaving his car with his luggage!
The day when we met at the airport of Jakarta, was the moment that was very emotional for us. We kissed and cried. Of course it is strange for you, because we were only two foreigners. My brother Tony who took me to the airport could not believe his eyes to see me crying and kissing a stranger and it's a white man too! No one would understand how happy we were. We were so close to each other, we felt like we had already lived together in the other life. Jérôme asked me to marry him in the train, which took us to Bandung. He offered me a pretty small necklace, which I still wear it today. The conductor couldn't pick a better timing when Jérôme put this necklace on me, and Jérôme asked him to wait! : -).
We got married in Bandung (August 23rd) because my mother asked us. My mom was worried for my future and she was not really sure about all of this, eventhough she was very welcome, and friendly to Jérôme. We married just one week after we met physically! It was a small family wedding ceremony at my house which we did not declare to Indonesian government. It was a madness that made us really happy! Can you imagine the reaction of Jérôme's parents when he called them on the phone to announce this unforeseen marriage! Fortunately they are really likable and have very big heart for the happiness of their son. I am lucky to have parents in law like them!
We spent the rest of the vacation to try to resolve the visa, and found a time for taking a walk in Bandung. The time passed so fast... way too fast! My visa was not ready yet when Jérôme had to return to France. Again, we were passing through the difficult moment at the airport to separate, after only three weeks of marriage. We were so sad, cause we were not so sure whether they would issue me a visa or not. Jerome decided if the visa was not ready by the end of that year, he would move to Indonesia and try to find job here.
My visa was finally issued at the end of September. It permitted me to come in France to reunite with my "husband", but the suspense was not over. It was the first time that I left my country, and I did not know that there was a supplementary tax (not an airport tax) of 250.000 rupiah. I did not bring enough cash because I gave all my money to my family who brought me to the airport. Unfortunately they already had left the airport when I realized that I needed this money! I was not able to go that day, and I had to take the next airplane 3 days after. That was stupid, and I was angry to myself for not knowing about that fiscal before! Maybe Indonesia is the only country who obliges its own people to pay the fiscal before quit the country, and it's worst, because the fiscal was increased 2 years ago 1.000.000 rupiah! It's a lot of money for Indonesian people. I tried to call Jérôme from the airport, but he was not home that evening. Later, I found out that he was at the supermarket to prepare a nice dinner and some surprises for me.
I was going 3 days later, and I finally arrived in France on the first of November 1996. That was again an unforgettable moment! I saw his sweet smile that awaited me in front of gate 23 of the CDG airport. Everything was fine once I met him. We got married in the village where Jérôme's parents lived on May 23rd 1997. Now we live in Nancy, Meurthe and Moselle, and we have 2 pretty babies. Sarah was born in Nancy, February 4th 1998 and Marc his brother one year after, February 10th, 1999. Our happiness is complete and it's all because of Internet.
Found a Soulmate
Hello there!
I'm starting to think that more and more that people are starting to come together over the internet and make the connections which years ago would have occurred exclusively in a bar or on the "night scene".
Which makes me wonder if my story is truly unique. I know there are many other stories like mine but at any rate I thought I'd share mine with you.
I have been looking for that special someone since I was 16 years old. As a guy I was often thought of as weird because I wanted the "steady" girlfriend rather than the party girls.
After years and years of fruitless searching I decided to give Yahoo personals a try. Well, it was an overwhelming success. At 24 years old I probably had 8 "first dates" within a one month time frame!!! Not only was it exciting but it was a huge ego booster.
Well, it just so happens that one of those 8 dates is now my fiancee. And wouldn't you know that she was the most stubborn of them all from the beginning. She was the one who would always tell me she didn't want to date but rather be friends.
From the beginning I knew I had found someone very special and I never gave up on her. We met August 19th, 1999 and are now going to be married October 6th, 2001.
I was always one of those guys that said I'd never get married and just be Mr. Single for the rest of my life. What I've found is that people really have a profound effect on each other, especially the one you know you want to spend the rest of your life with.
In an instant your whole world is turned completely upside down. The moral of my story here is that the internet is not a shady place to find one-night stands with people. I can personally bear witness to the fact that I found my "soulmate" thanks to the internet.
It's always wise to be cautious about who you agree to make a date with but with a little common sense and intuition the internet is without a doubt the greatest resource a single could have.
I thank you for your time and I hope this little tidbit has brightened your day. It has mine just by writing it :-)
Best Regards,
Chuck Nevin
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