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My wife Ginny and I met in an online
widow/widower support group. Today is the first anniversary of the
first time we met in person after having talked on the phone and
through our group for 3 months.
Today I posted a message to the support group where we are
still members, because it gave us so much. We stay members to give
those new to this roller coaster ride of grief hope for the future.
The message I posted was:
Today is the anniversary of the first time Ginny and I met
in person. I'll never forget the butterflies I had in my stomach as I
waited at the airport for her plane to arrive. I watched the board
announcing arrivals, saw her plane had landed. Then I saw it had made
it to the gate. I stood by the exit from her gate watching for her. My
palms were sweaty, my heart was pounding. Finally I was going to meet
the woman I knew I was in love with. We hadn't met yet, but I knew I
was in love with her already.
I turned and there she was. She saw me, smiled and asked,
"Mike?" and then she was in my arms. I held her so tight. She was so
beautiful and fit in my arms perfectly. I think I said, "It is so nice
to finally be able to hold you."
I kissed the top of her head and then her lips.
On the escalator to get her bags I confessed I was nervous and excited
all at the same time. We got her bags, went to the car, where I held
the door for her to get in. I climbed into the drivers side, and
looked at her. I reached out and she slid into my arms. "I have been
waiting a long time for this," I said and then kissed her tenderly.
On the way home at every stop light I would take
a kiss break.
At home I cooked her dinner, and we had a beautiful evening,
then a beautiful weekend, and then a beautiful everything, including a
beautiful and crazy wedding four months later.
Now we have a beautiful life together.
Happy anniversary, Ginny. I love you.
Mikey
When Ginny read this, she posted to the group:
He was nervous and I wasn't. No one could believe
that I was flying from NC to NJ to meet someone I met over the
internet. I knew I wasn't flying to just "meet someone". I knew I was
flying to my future. As I walked through the gate, I knew him
immediately. During that first hug, I knew that I had come home. It
felt so right.
It still is. We counted the days we had actually
been together before we got married. 30 days. That's it. There are a
lot of people who can't believe we got married so soon and they just
don't understand. Since we have been married, which was 8 months ago
last Thursday, we have been together 24x7. Except for the month that
he worked in the city and the 2 weeks he worked not too long ago, we
have been together totally. If you think about it, we have spent more
time together than most people who are married for 2-3 years in those
8 months, and I love him more now than I did then.
I asked God to bring someone into my life.
Someone to love me completely and I could love completely...no holds
barred. My prayers were answered.
I love you too, Michael. Actually, it's my day so
I love you MORE!!!!!
Ginny
Like one of my stories said, I have been blessed
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