I was living and working in Manhattan in August 2002 I do not like the ” bar scene ” and have not been able to meet quality people to date any other way, so I decided to try online dating – . With the idea that I would like to meet great people and have a good time waiting for Mr. Right to come along (not really thinking it would meet through an online dating service ) .
After going to many, many first dates that year, I made a pact with myself to meet in person these three men that I communicate and then take me out of the ” market ” for a while ‘ to focus on other things. The first two were good, but there was no love connection ( to be honest, I do not remember a thing from one of them) .
The kind of ending was that I was going to meet a person who had written about a month before . He sent me a nice opening of emails to which I replied promptly. But then a little ‘ later I sent another e-mail ” initial ” , to which I replied with disgust that he had already contacted me and I did not have to be sincere in his first mail since I have been emailing back ( I thought I forgot I already contacted me and I was contacting again at random) . Fortunately for me , I wrote when I had my answer ( it was pretty cut ) . Just realized that I had not received my original answer ( which was then filtered through the dating service ) and understood why he was angry and I wrote back to explain what had happened . I decided to give him a “second chance” .
We emailed back and forth a couple of times when I posted his cell phone number to call , because you would not be able to check your email for about two weeks ( he drove a friend out in California) . He gave me a call one night and left a message . Eventually we touched base when he returned from his trip and decided to get together soon. Then Saturday we talked , and when we asked when I’d go to dinner, to which I replied ” you say tonight ? ‘ I had just returned from visiting with family in the first week and had plans for a relaxing weekend at home catching up on laundry , etc. and I thought it might be nice to have an early dinner with him and then go home and watch a movie (alone ) . I really do not think much of going out with him that night , especially since it was to be my last first date for a while ‘ … I do not think that actually would have been my first date last forever.
After that I called my sister and she left a message about who I was going and what was his cell phone number in case I was kidnapped , my apartment intercom rang his arrival . I met him downstairs to the main door apartment building ( Yes, I know that does not sound certain that I meet at my place of residence, but I trusted my instincts ) . He brought me a plant instead of flowers ( I do not know this at the time, but I knew that I was “one” when he saw my photos online and thought that a plant would last longer … fioriHo still the plan after all these years – even if it is slowly disappearing ) . After dinner at a restaurant around the corner for about 4 hours (the time just flew as we ate and talked about ) , let me go home that while he would have apologized to me a goodnight kiss was not going because it was getting a little more than a cold. I went to bed thinking that I had a nice time and I was hoping he would call , but did not get my hopes up .
The next day, while I was at a Mets game with some friends , he called to say we had a great time . We had agreed to meet later in the week . Monday ‘ , came to work with an email from him waiting, asking me if it was late in the week . I replied that we could meet on Tuesday night. We spent time together on Tuesday evening Wednesday evening … then … then on Friday, was going to take me for a ride out to New Jersey to pick up something ( and for me to get out of town). On the way to his Jeep , announced that we had lunch with her mom . Scared a little ‘ – certainly was not prepared for this . Anyway, we had dinner with her mom and then I drove back to my apartment in New York City. He spent the night , as it was for me to go to the airport the next morning ( I was going to Hong Kong for a week).
Once I’m back from my trip (he came to the airport with a gift of a stuffed dog to keep me company in my apartment in New York, when there was ) , we were inseparable. Up to .. when they got deployed to Iraq for Operation Enduring Freedom. Jeff was in the reserves and when he first told me he shrugged it off as nothing to worry about – when the ‘ reserve army actually go to war ? Guy was wrong! Left right before Valentine’s Day in 2003 (about 5 and a half months since we first met ) and we went back a couple of days before Christmas of the same year . Throughout the year , we have kept in touch with tons of letters, care packages , and occasional phone calls . It was not easy to be separated , but it was easy to love and be faithful to him , because I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him next to me.
In the spring of 2004 , Jeff proposed to me on a swing on a beach near my hometown in Long Island, where in the fall of 2002 ( after dating less than two months ) , I had mistakenly blurted out, “I could marry you! ” he started jokingly proposed by repeating what I said two years ago and added: “No, really , I could marry you. ” Then he knelt in front of me while I was sitting on the swing with my niece in her arms and asked me to marry him. Jeff and I were married on a sunny day in May 2005. During the same year , we bought our first home in Oakland , New Jersey. We recently celebrated the first birthday of our son in January and look forward to many happy years more than any other side .