One of the things I learned is that the people I was virtually meeting were genuine delightful people and if we chatted long enough, I could weed out the icky ones. I was smitten by a man I met briefly on the channel a group of us used and we met for dinner when I drove through his town. A romance bloomed. No, not just bloomed but immediately hit flashpoint intensely hot. The distance was long and far apart. We tried to make it work for about a year and then gave it up.
The journey brings
Joyful delight in the
Surprise of the velocity
And the easy peace
Blends with the sobering logic
Of distance and freedom and lives
We wish on the moment
As we travel the night through the stars
And hold to the now
Vacillating between the dichotomy
Of the journey and the reality
.....we momentarily walk away
.....with no place to put hands
soaking in sweet succulant richness.....
.....except to wave
and living the memories.....
.....for the realities never fade
And the journey continues
Touching us lightly, suredly
For the future is this moment
And a magical wish is made on guiding stars
I vowed to never again have a long distance romance. It was too difficult being apart. It was too difficult to let it go. And then a mutual friend introduced me to my future husband. He lived in Pittsburgh, PA. I lived in Portland, OR. I fought it, giving him every reason to run away screaming. And then he won me over. Now, 18 years later, I am still in awe of this person who brings me such happiness and joy (and grief and irritation ;) ).
As I sit to watch the tree lights blink and twinkle and bring magic to our little world, I am reminded how thankful I am to have been brought to this very specific place in my journey.