this is the story of my hubby and me.
I just can’t deny your request!
I got dumped after a blind date (turned out, this irish bloke I met online and visited wasn’t such a sweetheart after all).
I had quite a rough time, but after a week of wailing, a lot of tears, puffy eyes like Rocky after a long fight, phoning every of my dearest friends with even more tears and snot running, I managed to patch my huge ego back together!
Though I was still a bit down, I felt quite bored as I was home early from work. I just wanted to talk to some of my online friends and have a laugh so I logged into my penpal site. (Un)fortunately non of them were online so I browsed a few profiles.
Not because I was looking for a new man, I was totally fed up with the opposite species, I even applied for jobs in Ireland and UK, because I felt I needed a new, a fresh start and for the first time ever, I thought I will do just fine as a single for a looooong time! The little girl inside me had her nose very high in the clouds and felt very conscious!
Than I came across a profile. A real smiled at me. For some reason he reminded me of Jason Statham.
Bald, strong jaw, green brown eyes (perfect mix as I love brown and green eyes), lips you want to kiss and also some tattoos which definitely needed some improvement.
So I read his profile and where he was from. It was easy for me to figure out that he was a squaddie, living in Germany and I thought:
“Awwww shit, he is a soldier…. well we all know what they are up to…just fun…nothing serious…..”
Funny that I thought so, because I didn’t want to look for a romance. However, I clicked his profile away…and back on….and away…. around I don’t know how many times.
But in the end, I send him an email, saying hello and responded to something on his profile. A few hours later I got a reply and a day later we chatted online.
He was quite bold, calling me “honey”, “babe” and I thought while grinning, who the hell he thinks he is, calling me his “honey”? But I liked it a lot. I always fell for confident men!
We started chatting on a monday, on wednesday he asked me out and saying it will be interesting to meet me, as he doesn’t know what I look like. Obviously he was so exited that he didn’t see my folder with pictures.
I’ve asked him, what he meant, saying that there are at least 3 folders with pictures of me. And than he checked it, looked them all up, saying I look stunning and that he can’t wait to see me in person.
After wednesday we exchanged mobile numbers and send sms like loved up teenagers. I couldn’t stop grinning and am sure he was just the same.
So friday came and I was really nervous. I went to the station to pick him up. Waiting upstairs by the platform…
Me standing there in my favourite 50s pencil dress with little white dots on it, 50s peep-toes with a tiny heal and a read handbag…
Finally I spotted him, walking upstairs, grinning in shorts and a short sleeved shirt, a rucksack over one shoulder. We hugged and said our “hellos” and it felt just right, there was no awkwardness at all.
Outside on the way to my car he already took my hand and I got all hot… In the car we chatted along and laughed and when we arrived at my place, staying in my living-room he said “sorry but I just have to kiss you” which he did.
That day we went out, had some drinks, laughed a lot and KISSED A LOT. It was the perfect weekend and he said, he will come back next weekend again.
Turned out, he wanted to see me more often than only at weekends.
We got together on a friday 13th August and got married on 13th December the very same year!
He proposed in winter, Hamburg where I lived back then was freezing cold and beautifully covered in snow. I sat on a wooden bench, he went down on his knee and asked “will you marry me?” “YES!.”
I am well known for crazy things I do but this was by far the best thing I ever did. I always listen to my heart rather to my brain!
I just new, he is the one. Maybe it took me a day to realize it, but that is fine. I think the reason why I said yes and really married him in the end was because we are very much alike. Everything I ever searched for in a man he has. Sure he gets on my nerves every know and then with his head full of whims, but nobody is perfect (well, except me of course)…
Once you find the one you don’t ever let go because you know what real love can feel like!