How Did you Meet the Love of Your Life Mark 2

I’m gonna try being serious for once in my life. I haven’t found the love of my life, but this is the story of my first love.

I had an email from someone one day, she had emailed me because my addy was similar to a friend of hers. I wrote back to tell her that she had emailed the wrong person and we started keeping in contact. We had been emailing for about a year, had loads in common, and gradually we realized that it was more than just friendship and it was also beyond the stage of having some feelings. Or so I thought.

I met up with an old friend by chance a few months later, nothing happened then and nothing has happened since – I never expected it to – but I used to have feelings for this girl and when I saw her again, it was like being at school again and admiring her from afar but being too shy to do anything about it.

So that made me realize that it wasn’t love as such. I think it was more the idea of being in love and being loved by someone more than anything else.

@sunny wrote:

He worked with our mom………………He was a blind date on Aril the 1st i thought he was a c00nt couldnt hold his drink

I married the c00nt im still with the c00nt 22 years later He is tsill a c00nt

No il take that back he is a bigger c00nt now then 22 years ago :twisted:

Still carnt hold his ale :roll:

Di i carnt be doing typing it all again so iv shortend it for people

pmsl x

Im sure you must have read mine Di.

I met the current Mrs Slayer at work 7 years ago.

Apparently I “winked” at her across the office- as I have no recollection of “winking” at anyone, I can only assume I had something in my eye which she mistook for an expression of affection (thank god I didnt have a banana in my pocket).

Either way, it was as honorary members of the Complicated Lives Club that we began our clandestine relationship before outing ourselves the following year for lots of reasons, not least of which, I’m her boss at work and she is 10 years younger than me.

I have absolutely no idea what she sees in me but it must be good.

Anyway, 4 years ago we got married (round 2 for us both, we enjoy wedding cake :) ), 2 years ago we (the “royal” we) gave birth to a lil boy (my fourth, Mrs Slayer’s first) and I’ve had to buy a bigger boat.

Funny old life really.

@cath 55 wrote:

I too like someone else said havent met the love of my life, i have been married twice first one was a violent marriage so that one ended, this time? just dint work, u grow over time, you change and for those who are lucky enough to be in a good marriage then u have the secret, the secret? is what i told my girls if u get married its too easy to lose sight of each other wen one is working (or even both) and one is bringing up the kids, somewhere in the middle u lose what attracted you too each other inthe first place, so when the kids are all grown u can find u have nothing in common.

how many marriages are actually on the rocks. putting up with each other for the kids? or financial reasons, i find that sad. of course not all marriages are like that.

i beleive that when you are in your twenties u are very very different to wen u are in ur forties, fifties etc, just make sure those of you who are lucky nuff in a good relationship u grow together.

sure i’ll be slammed by some buga for bein a soft old sod lol but i will find the love of my life, maybe it will be a different love to the stomach churning love of youth? maybe it will be kindred spirits type of love, being freinds, laughing together and crying and sharing thos private jokes that only the 2 of u share etc……..

so, again i say, the rainbow connection is out there for all of us, the lovers the dreamers………… and me ! lol xxx

Doesn’t sound soft at all cath. Like I said, I was in love with the idea of being in love. The idea of having all that you’ve just mentioned. It’s fair to say I was naive but I’d like to think that because of that, I will know the real thing when/if it comes along.

I know now that there’s a difference between what I think I want and what is actually real.

maybe. the difference between the “lovers” and the “dreamers” is AGE itself Cath.?

maybe when we lust for life and love,it appears, and maybe as we get older we become more wary.more tearstained,more knowledgeable. into the meaning of the word !

But no one likes a smart erse and No one wants to KNOW the real reason behind a reason.
so we shall sit this dance out and natter. from the sidelines. of the sidelines.

who knows !! ?? I HAVE loved yeah. but i await the all consuming love of loves,that make me weep. a Mr Rochester to MY Jane Eyre ? I have tasted ” love” . and i have loved the idea of love.

I long for the attack of nerves, the beat of a heart drum. the coquettish look…

and memory takes us back to the first time we THOUGHT we felt that !

I await Mr Knightely. or my dream PUNK ! yeah id prefer the dream punk.