Once I decided to give online dating a go, a serious go, I couldn’t shake a feeling. It was a feeling I shared with two close friends: I sensed that my happily ever after was not coming from this source.
After almost a year trying to navigate that strange world, I discovered I was right. Today I deleted all my profiles.
Turns out my missing puzzle piece was not lurking on some hook up site. Real life brought him to me.
Moments turned into hours, hours turned into days, days into weeks and weeks into months. Hundreds of “me too” and nodding of heads.
Building and discovering connections and passions. Sharing of hopes and dreams and past heartaches.
Moments of doubt but ultimately letting those go and learning to fly.
Every decision, every event leading up to now has brought me to the place I am, to be in the right place and at the right time to find this person who is so right for me and the person I am now.
I don’t kid myself to think it’s going to be easy. But nothing worth having rarely is. I’m older and wiser and know the value of something real. What I have found and what we have is real. And magic.
The road behind us is rocky and broken. However I wouldn’t change a single turn, twist or pothole. It brought us to each other and that makes it blessed.