Awww... love stories are the best. :wub:
I was living in my hometown again: working a boring dead end office job, half-heartedly attending a gigantic church where no one would notice me, renewing my relationships with my parents and sister, and still working through the heartache of my divorce. It had been a long winter, so in January or February 2007, I posted a Yahoo! personal ad. I had resigned myself to having to live in my hometown forever-ish, so I always searched for people within just a few miles and always came up empty. I also had definite rules, based on my previous experience, that I vowed to never break: no kids, no crazy workout dudes, and no divorced guys if I could help it.
Jeff had his own ad and contacted me. I was not terribly interested, since he lived in Indy where I had just moved from, and he broke all the rules: a recently divorced marathon-training single dad of one boy. Like I said, though, it'd been a long winter and I got lonely sitting in my apartment by myself after work, so I replied to his query. We exchanged a few emails and then phone numbers so we could chat on the phone. I had NEVER met (and still haven't met his equal!) a man who could talk so much! *lol* We chatted nightly for abt a week and a half until we decided to meet.
[Jeff told me months later that he must have known, somehow, that this was going to work out because he drove 2 1/2 hours (one way) to meet me with just $50 left in his bank account and insisted on paying for lunch and dinner for us that day.]
He met me at my apartment and immediately gave me a huge bear hug when I opened the door for him. Although he'd sent me a couple pictures of himself before we met, he was SO MUCH CUTER in person and had a beard (I have a long sordid love affair with facial hair, fyi) to boot. I was pretty nervous for a few minutes, but his constant chatter put me at ease. I felt even better abt him being a nice guy and not a crazy rapist-axe murderer when the first thing we did after meeting each other was to go to a service at my church. On the way out of church, he grabbed my hand and while I drove us home in the convertible, he surprised me with a quick sweet kiss.
Our first date lasted 22 hours, and when I kissed him goodbye in the morning before he drove home, I knew this was something special.
We've been together ever since: I moved back to Indy in November 2007, were engaged in September of this year, moved in with him and his son in November, and planning our October 10, 2009 wedding. :wub: