It was a few years ago when I started to date on the Internet. I was a third year, full-time student and also worked on a part-time contract base in a prestigious accounting company. The routine required my daily efforts and concentration and I even couldn't realize there are other life important issues. Thus, one beautiful morning I realized I had not met the right person yet. A small depression surrounded my lonely soul that morning and my thoughts were like cached by another concern of my life.
That was the beginning of my Internet dating and I approached each conversation as a new and separate part of a big project, which I thought could be the solution of a fruitful self-realization. I met a lot of potential guys with whom I was emailing on a very frequent base and always met them somewhere very convenient and quick, pretending that was my favorite place. I usually chose a pizzeria near my work or University, a coffee shop or a bar. And my long day's emails ended up with a short meeting that never continued. If not, I had to postpone or cancel the next dating till somebody of us got sick of resetting the meeting anymore. That happened again and again and seemed as though it became a personal rule of my daily agenda.
Nothing changed until I met an older man via e-mail. He seemed different as he had already gained experience in enlarging his personal business, in growing up children, and in contracting politicians and elite business community. Internet conversations with him increased my interest and challenged me to schedule a meeting, a few days later, for our convenience. I thought I could not go to the university courses or ask permission for not coming to work that day, but as the time approached I realized I had to postpone the meeting. The man was quite polite with me and was patient to wait the approaching of the next day we had to meet. Unfortunately I had to postpone the meeting two more times; one because I had to finish estimating the indices my boss needed the next day and the other one because I had to prepare a speech report for the next day conference of the department director.
We finally met a couple of weeks later, before the Easter Eve. I choose the cafeteria at the corner and agreed to stay only for a few minutes. When I saw him I really understood I had much to enjoy his personality. He was handsome and strong, and smart, and witty, and funny.
The man was interested to meet a very busy girl and pretended at the same short meeting that I am a workaholic. I could not accept that as I new my life was going its way and life could not be possible without all I did. The next schedule was after me. He left me call when I found available, but after one month I realized it was too late and I felt ashamed to disturb him after a long time of silence.
That was the point when I understood I dedicated my personal life to achieving other people's goals. I understood I had to take things easier and concern more about personal happiness. I let go from my job and regretted to accept that I had done a lot of work within the company, but had not seen anything valuable for my personal life.
The continued meeting on the Internet, but I was more dedicated, kind, and considerate. I set a meeting with the man that could show me the real value of the life. He was late that day but I was quite anxious to wait at the second floor of the pub drinking with pleasure that glass of tymbark cactus juice. I even felt the nice and enjoying smell of coffee downstairs and listen the melodious voice of my last year's favorite singer.
Andrew approached laughing and asking how the busy lady was doing. I told him I left the work when he glanced at me pretending believed that. I stayed for three hours at this meeting and in short time I married him.
Now, I am happy to have a family and I am grateful to my husband who showed me the real premises of a happy and cheerful life.
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