Andrew and I met after I put an ad
out in several online dating sites. I had just broken up from a
very intense love affair and really had no intention to meet anyone
at all. However, a friend of mine convinced me that I should give
it a try. I wrote the strangest ad I could think of and was very
blunt about who I was and what I was looking for, and honestly didn’t
think I could get a reply.
Every night though, just to soothe my broken heart at that time
I would peruse the dating sites wondering if there was anyone out
there for me at all, or if I was just kidding myself. I got a few
replies but none of them seemed to interest me. I wasn’t really
in the mood to start anything, though, mostly because I was in the
middle of a bad rebound.
However, one evening I got a reply from this man who happened to
live about five hours away from me. My last relationship was a long
distance relationship so I was truly afraid of starting another.
But this guy read my ad in detail and responded honestly and intelligently
so I was intrigued.
I stared talking to him on instant messenger, and we also moved
to phone conversations. These conversations were so successful we
decided to meet in person. Andrew came over to my city, and waited
for me in a bookstore.
The day I was supposed to meet him I had hit just about every traffic
jam in the city and actually I came a little late. He was waiting
outside, in the cold. When I saw him I recognized him immediately.
Against my basic rules of caution, I let him into my car, and then
we had this unforgettable first kiss, that managed to fog up my
windows and make me forget where I was. A part of me was very surprised
I was doing this, and afraid, and as we started talking I started
to have second and third thoughts. Needless to say it was a yo-yo
like situation, where I played hot and cold through the whole weekend,
and when Andrew left Toronto he was sure there wasn’t going
to be another date.
This guy had this amazing habit though of knowing exactly what
he should say. We exchanged more emails and I realized if I ran
away from him, I would regret it for the rest of my life. So we
got back together, and Andrew traveled ever other weekend to my
city, and we escaped the world to enjoy some time together. He paid
for the trip and the hotel, and I was responsible for meals, and
transportation costs.
This pattern continued for about nine months. To deal with the
loneliness, we called each other every night, and also emailed each
other, and chatted on IM. This helped pass the time, but it wasn’t
easy. We were starting to understand that it might be a good idea
to take the next step. Separating every Sunday was heartbreaking,
and we had had enough of that. So, we went and looked for an apartment
together.
Andrew was still working in his job in the other city, so his plan
was to look for a job here, while I stayed at the apartment. This
worked out okay until fate intervened and he lost his job. From
that day onwards though we knew it was time to end the “long
distance” part of our relationship and move together. We never
regretted our choice.
This April the two of us are going to get married, Andrew for the
first time, and me for my third. I know that the odds are against
us, but there is this solid feeling to our relationship, where we
feel comfortable in each other's presence and communicate all the
time. If I would say anything is important in a long distance relationship
it’s communication. Talk, talk and talk…don’t’
stop talking, because that will help you figure out where you and
your partner are at. |