We met online through match.com. My profile stated that I wasn't broke and didn't need fixed. She shot me a line about my upcoming trip to Africa. I responded. She said she'd been and wrote a book about it. I Paypal'd some money and got the book. I couldn't put it down. I had so many questions. She was busy going here and there with duties as a teacher and assisting on a youth mission. We chatted online when we could. This wasn't enough, I HAD to meet her!
I drove two hours and when I arrived, she said, "haven't I seen you somewhere before," with a big smile. I replied, "yeah, I'm the one you were thinking of when you were a little kid having tea parties with your idea of the ultimate man," with an equally big smile.
We had lunch, talked and watched a DVD. I was attracted, I was hoping she was too. Time flew, it was time to head home. We stopped in her kitchen...
I had led a life of reaction and go with the flow. Rarely was I making decisions that made any sense or led to where I wanted to be. I was headed in as many directions as the wind flows, trying to find my way. Trying to find what I believed existed. It was a struggle and it wasn't working. Decades later, here I am, surrendering to the idea that my way hasn't worked and still believing that the ultimate exists. But left to me, I'll screw it up.
I gave her a hug and hoped but was afraid she wanted a kiss. She was receptive. I didn't want to mess this up...
Our lips met, then tongue, softly, tenderly.
I felt it from my head to my toes. I stirred... deep within.
I pulled away. She looked up at me with blue eyes, then laid her head upon my chest...
My heart swelled, I could hardly swallow, my eyes were misting. I had to go.
All the way home inside my head was an argument. I hadn't planned on this, what is happening? No, I'm not ready, this is not what I anticipated, what I expected.
The next day I called her. I talked for two hours while she listened. I had to lay it all on the line. We proceeded from a distance, with weekend interludes.
People warned of red flags, too much too fast, his past, your kids...
I proposed 2.5 months after meeting... she accepted.
In the first 8 months, we got engaged, formed a ministry and published a book together.
We went to Hawaii and got married. We continued the weekend thing for another two years.
Four years total we did the weekend thing, sharing turns for the 98 mile trek.
We went on three African missions, three Caribbean cruises and sold my house to buy a bigger one to finally combine households.
We rehabbed that 85 yr old home into our first nest. Love was nurtured and it took root and blossomed!
She believed, I told the truth and it happened. A windfall. We moved to our dream home on the lake of my best memories. The lake where I proposed. Where we formed Waters Edge Ministries.
Now we live and love and invite you to come, relax, restore...
at the Waters Edge.
Peace ~
DLWS
I drove two hours and when I arrived, she said, "haven't I seen you somewhere before," with a big smile. I replied, "yeah, I'm the one you were thinking of when you were a little kid having tea parties with your idea of the ultimate man," with an equally big smile.
We had lunch, talked and watched a DVD. I was attracted, I was hoping she was too. Time flew, it was time to head home. We stopped in her kitchen...
I had led a life of reaction and go with the flow. Rarely was I making decisions that made any sense or led to where I wanted to be. I was headed in as many directions as the wind flows, trying to find my way. Trying to find what I believed existed. It was a struggle and it wasn't working. Decades later, here I am, surrendering to the idea that my way hasn't worked and still believing that the ultimate exists. But left to me, I'll screw it up.
I gave her a hug and hoped but was afraid she wanted a kiss. She was receptive. I didn't want to mess this up...
Our lips met, then tongue, softly, tenderly.
I felt it from my head to my toes. I stirred... deep within.
I pulled away. She looked up at me with blue eyes, then laid her head upon my chest...
My heart swelled, I could hardly swallow, my eyes were misting. I had to go.
All the way home inside my head was an argument. I hadn't planned on this, what is happening? No, I'm not ready, this is not what I anticipated, what I expected.
The next day I called her. I talked for two hours while she listened. I had to lay it all on the line. We proceeded from a distance, with weekend interludes.
People warned of red flags, too much too fast, his past, your kids...
I proposed 2.5 months after meeting... she accepted.
In the first 8 months, we got engaged, formed a ministry and published a book together.
We went to Hawaii and got married. We continued the weekend thing for another two years.
Four years total we did the weekend thing, sharing turns for the 98 mile trek.
We went on three African missions, three Caribbean cruises and sold my house to buy a bigger one to finally combine households.
We rehabbed that 85 yr old home into our first nest. Love was nurtured and it took root and blossomed!
She believed, I told the truth and it happened. A windfall. We moved to our dream home on the lake of my best memories. The lake where I proposed. Where we formed Waters Edge Ministries.
Now we live and love and invite you to come, relax, restore...
at the Waters Edge.
DLWS