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~Love Stories~ How did you meet the love of your life?FReeper Canteen 1-11-07

Posted on 01/10/2007 5:01:40 PM PST by fatima

~Love Stories~ How did you meet the love of your life?

At Last My Love Has Come Along Dedicated to To My Dear Husband, Peter by Anonymous My husband is currently serving in Iraq, and I dedicate our love story to all the soldiers whose love crosses the world this Valentine's Day. At the end of my first date with a man named Peter, I heard a perfect stranger telling him "he had better marry that girl".

The story goes like this.... I was asked out on during summer break by a man with whom I attended college. I was a nervous woman, but we had a fabulous time together in downtown Houston, Texas. Our night ranged from a Chinese restaurant for dinner, to St. Petes Dancing Marlin for strawberry cheesecake, until we arrived at a jazz cafe named the Red Cat Lounge. Peter had been a perfect gentleman all night, and I let him know I was ready to leave the jazz cafe as the night wore on. He kept stalling and saying that we would leave soon. After our agreed upon thirty minutes, I stood up and told Peter "Let's go". Well, that's when the lead singer of the band looked at me and said "You can't leave yet". At that moment, the lead singer looked at me and said "This is for the woman with the beautiful green eyes" and began playing the song "At Last" by Etta James.

Peter knew that was my favorite song and had apparently secretly requested it be played for me. He had never heard the song before, and did not even know it was a love song until he heard the chorus that night. "At Last My Love Has Come Along, My Lonely Days Are Over, and Life is Like a Song" is the chorus, and little did we both know that night the song actually had come true in the beginning of our love relationship. At the end of the song, the lead singer turned to Peter and said "you better marry that girl".

How pleased would that perfect stranger be to know that "At Last" was the first song that Peter and I danced to as a newlywed couple exactly two years later on May 29, 2005. Since we have married, Peter and I have longed to visit Hawaii to celebrate our love and our marriage. The thought of lying on the beach at night, sipping margaritas while lying in a hammock, while feeling the ocean breeze on our faces is a dream. To walk along the beach at night, explore the lushness and the vegetation, and to experience the mystery of the island would be a priceless experience.

I am planning on surprising my husband with a trip to Hawaii when he returns from his tour in Iraq. After being apart, I can't even envision the joy it would bring to be together in a fantasy land "at last".

I used to work as a probation officer in western Washington State. I had one difficult parolee who kept reoffending. I was forever convincing him to go to the eastern side of the state—out of my jurisdiction. Once there, he'd reoffend and another parole officer would get him to move back west! Finally, this other officer and I decided to meet to discuss the problem. "This other officer" is now my wife. We didn't invite the probationer to the wedding. —Bill O'Connor, Anchorage, Alaska

Late one night I heard someone banging around in the hallway outside my apartment door. It was so loud, I finally got up to investigate. When I opened my door, a man fell into my kitchen—passed-out drunk. I tried to shove him back into the hall, but he was too heavy. Instead, I left him on the floor, went to my bedroom, pushed the dresser in front of my door, and went back to sleep. Not long after, I married the lug.



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To: patton; leda

(((Hugs)))patton and leda,never cut your hair leda.


21 posted on 01/10/2007 5:17:02 PM PST by fatima
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To: xcamel

Heeheee Too funny,Thanks xcamel


22 posted on 01/10/2007 5:18:04 PM PST by fatima
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To: fatima
~sigh~

I would like to meet the love of my life...

23 posted on 01/10/2007 5:18:06 PM PST by pigsmith
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To: fatima

I could tell you mine, but it would kill this thread. :-(


24 posted on 01/10/2007 5:18:58 PM PST by fieldmarshaldj (Cheney X -- Destroying the Liberal Democrat Traitors By Any Means Necessary -- Ya Dig ? Sho 'Nuff.)
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To: Baynative

Wow ,Thanks Baynative.


25 posted on 01/10/2007 5:19:16 PM PST by fatima
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To: pigsmith

We had to winners on match.com post just now:)


26 posted on 01/10/2007 5:20:27 PM PST by fatima
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To: fatima
...And she still gets introduced as "My First Wife"
27 posted on 01/10/2007 5:20:48 PM PST by xcamel (Press to Test, Release to Detonate)
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To: fatima

I met my first husband at the Rabbi's bagel breakfast hosted for military personnel in San Antonio (1968). I met my second husband at a friend's bad movie night.


28 posted on 01/10/2007 5:20:56 PM PST by ExTexasRedhead
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To: fieldmarshaldj

Rut Row,I couldn't even guess that one.


29 posted on 01/10/2007 5:21:32 PM PST by fatima
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To: fatima

I met my angel while playing a game called "Acrophobia" on the internet. Been married over 8 years now. We were over 2000 miles apart.


30 posted on 01/10/2007 5:21:48 PM PST by Diplomat
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To: buccaneer81; fatima; Peanut Gallery
Match.com. I kid you not.

Same here.

We chatted for a week, then came the first phone call. About 2 or 3 hours into that she asked, hesitantly, "how do you feel about guns"?

31 posted on 01/10/2007 5:22:19 PM PST by Professional Engineer (When did my beard turn the same color as my shirt collar?)
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To: xcamel

I have a friend who does that all the time:)


32 posted on 01/10/2007 5:22:48 PM PST by fatima
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To: fatima

Think fairy tale with a tragic ending. I've never recovered. :-|


33 posted on 01/10/2007 5:22:56 PM PST by fieldmarshaldj (Cheney X -- Destroying the Liberal Democrat Traitors By Any Means Necessary -- Ya Dig ? Sho 'Nuff.)
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To: ExTexasRedhead

Bad movie nights are fun.You never watch them and you get to talk.Thanks ExTexasRedhead


34 posted on 01/10/2007 5:24:25 PM PST by fatima
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To: fatima; All


Hamilton, Joe Frank, Reynolds~Falling In Love Again

35 posted on 01/10/2007 5:24:52 PM PST by Soaring Feather (I Soar, cause I can....)
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To: Baynative

I knew her in college, she was in my circle of friends, staying in the dorms over the summer. We started out friends, and quickly became close. I was interested, but she was'nt, so I moved on, but kept the friendship - and quickly we became very close. We even had conversations where we agreed we would never work as a couple.

later on, i ended a short relationship that was an utter mistake, and she started a confusing and puzzling conversation with me one night, but I was so wrapped up in work and school and my drama, that I did'nt catch onto what she was trying to tell me - and that I later figured out, when it was too late - that she'd changed her mind. She left hurt and confused and mad at me, but I had no clue why. (I've gotten better at that kind of thing.)

It felt like a ton of bricks had been dropped on me, the day I figured it out.

We lost track of each other after that, and even though I've tried to find her, I never was able to.

I still know she was the one, and I let her get away. I still kick myself over that.


36 posted on 01/10/2007 5:26:14 PM PST by ByDesign
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To: fatima
It was a dark night, and I was walking along, when I got caught in a summer shower. Trying to stay dry, I ducked into the nearest open door, and was instantly surrounded by upbeat hopeful people, when I saw her.....

She was on the short side, a little quiet, but very attentive, very cooperative, always willing to see things my way. We have been friends since that first meeting.

Sure, I push her buttons every now and then, but shes almost never a turn off. I miss her when she is not around, and I wish I could take her everywhere I go.

Her name is Tivo.

37 posted on 01/10/2007 5:26:18 PM PST by Pukin Dog (Sans Reproache)
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To: fatima

I put a personal ad in The Village Voice in November of 1979, and she answered it. We got married in June of 1980. We're still together.


38 posted on 01/10/2007 5:26:23 PM PST by Lurking Libertarian (Non sub homine, sed sub Deo et lege)
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To: Diplomat

That's 3 so far that met on the internet.Wow 2000 miles apart.


39 posted on 01/10/2007 5:26:24 PM PST by fatima
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To: fatima

bump for later


40 posted on 01/10/2007 5:27:38 PM PST by Dust in the Wind (I've got peace like a river)
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