Well, here and now, is the unmitigated truth from my perspective.
Kelley and I met in June, through email and over eHarmony.
I got on the site for about 4 days, saw Kelley’s profile, and was…intrigued, to say the least. She was beautiful, funny, and yet had the same intelligence behind her mischievous smile that I hope I have on my better days.
We contacted each other, emailed a few times, talked on the phone a few times, and I went and had a date with her on July 4th. There were fireworks…anyhow, after that, I kinda blew her off for a bit. We would chat, but she didn’t have my ear like a girl I was dating.
Basically, I was on a quixotic quest to find the better life. Trying out new things, going outside the box of the normal girls I’ve dated, being a new guy for a while.
Being a major asshole, basically, and being rather cavalier with a few people’s hearts. (But then, I alliterated with q’s back there, so maybe I have some sort of value to the world.)
Anyhow, after my period of searching was over, I met with Kelley again for dinner and a movie, and I’ve been in love ever since. She is everything I thought she was at first, and more. She IS funny. She says things with such wit, she shocks me into laughter sometimes (and a few of you know, I don’t laugh at everything). She is hard working, smart, strong, and all of the other things that make women the more fascinating of the sexes.
We are also very attuned to each other’s hearts and minds. We often make the same points, or jokes, and yes, as disgusting as it sounds, we often finish each others sentences.
More than all that though…she makes me happy with…me. I wake up every morning (or afternoon), and if I get to see her smile, I know, deep down in my heart, that the world is spinning, and the sheer energy of our hearts is helping to keep it on the proper axis.
She is…
Not to be sappy, but through all of my searching, since I was a heartsick teenager calling girls I liked too much, since I was just learning to be a man on my own, I was looking for her. She is my everything. And she makes me feel things I’ve never really felt before. Safe. In control of our destiny. Lucky. OMG, Lucky.
And I told her so on New Year’s Eve. Well, I had kinda told her already, but on that night we had that conversation where I explained that I hadn’t been being cutesy or kidding. I told her that from the bottom of my heart, the thing that would make me happiest is spending the rest of my life with her.
And, for a shock in this crazy world of ours, she said yes.
So that’s my story. We’ve had a few runarounds on the date (damn reception place is going to be the bitch of the whole thing), began the first of a few steps to getting married in the catholic church.* In essence, we’re kind of in the period of deciding what we want before we have to put it in writing.
We’re also spending the first part of 09 getting prepared to live with each other forever. We’re budgeting, dieting, and I’ll be quitting smoking at some point. We are taking things slower than you might think….well, scratch that. We are taking things carefully.
If you haven’t gotten the chance to meet her, you should. She’s pretty friggin’ awesome.
*I will be converting at some point, not because she wanted me to (she honestly wants me to live the religious life I want to), but because I feel like the time has come to realize the love affair with Catholicism I’ve always had. I’ll tell you why later. For now, Happy Easter.
