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Where did you meet the love of your life?
by Beck_Melbourne 57 Replies latest jw friends
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FreePeace
I met Tracy and her family at the KH when my family and I moved to Florida in 1996. When I looked at her, I had this overwhelming and intuitive feeling that I knew her. But I had not ever met her (at least in this life, if that is the way it is). She was born and grew up in Florida, me in Utah and Colorado.
A couple of years later, I needed an Administrative Assistant in my brokerage office, and interviewed her. She was extremely sharp and intelligent, so I hired her.
Unbeknown to both of us, we were each married to alcoholics and were in dysfunctional relationships headed for disaster.
As we worked together each day, we both discovered how much we had in common. We got along incredibly well, and became extremely good friends--but purely platonic. In fact, she was seriously considering leaving her husband and moving in with her sister Dana (Safe4Kids) who lived a couple of hours away. As an elder, I talked her into staying with her husband, and frankly, I didn't want to lose her at work. Of course, I wanted things to work out for her and her husband (I was still in the JW mindset). That was in the summer of 1998.
By the end of 1998, both of us were separated from our spouses, both because of alcoholism, and both quite coincidentally. Neither one of us had any intention of getting married again.
We had had many JW discussions about things and beliefs that bothered us. As both of our marriages and also our belief in the WTS as the "Truth" failed, we became interested in pursuing our friendship, and eventually wanted to make a life together. In August of 1999, we were both DF'd and she and her 2 boys moved in with my son and me. We were married on December 21, 1999.
In looking back on things, we both believe that somehow, we spent our whole lives "looking for each other." I know it sounds strange, but we feel like we were meant to find each other on some deeper level. We are soul mates if there ever was such a thing.
Now I know why Tracy looked so familiar when I first met her. I guess in some way, on some level, I "knew her."
Life is very good now; better than it ever has been for us. People don't usually believe us when we tell them about our relationship. Tracy and I NEVER argue. We have NEVER had an argument. We do agree to disagree however.
Neither one of us tries to control or change the other. We both love the other for who we are. We were the best of friends first, before we fell in love. I believe these are the ingredients to a successful relationship.
Tracy is a magnet: Everyone loves her and wants to be around her. She makes people feel so good about themselves just for being around her. She truly has the gift of goodness. She is sharp as a tack, and kindly and sweet. She is always positive and cheerful.
Hell, no wonder I want to be around her! I feel better about myself and am a much better person with her than without her. I love you Trace.
FreePeace
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teenyuck
Work...he was my supervisor and would listen to my tales of woe regarding my first marriage. He encouraged marriage counseling. My ex refused to go.
We (my first husband) and I met, married and divorced all within in 13 months.
My husband (current,)Keith, asked me out on the day my divorce was final...he said it would be inappropriate if I were married.
14 years later....he is a wonderful person.
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Elsewhere
Oh, she's right over - Hey!!! Where'd she go???
[Sigh] Sometimes I forget that women just don't find me attractive.
"As every one knows, there are mistakes in the Bible" - The Watchtower, April 15, 1928, p. 126
Believe in yourself, not mythology.
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Shimmer
My husband and I met when we were 14 years old. We went to the same hall, and school. However it would take us 5 years before we started dating. In the meantime I dated his cousin and he dated numerous friends of mine. We had a love hate relationship. I think because we were attracted to each other but were with other people we purposely acted like we couldn't stand each other. Finally when we were 19 we were both single and we couldn't stay away from each other any more and now we have been together for 15 years.
Shimmer
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BeautifulGarbage
At my Mothers house on Xmas day. He came to help my brother with his new dirtbike. My husband used to race professionally. He had no idea that my brother had an older sister. I really didn't pay much attention to him because, at the time, he had long hair and looked about 17. I was 24 at the time and so was he. My Mom introduced us, and I still remember the thunderstruck look on my "to be's" face at the time. He gave me a very enthusiastic "hello"! I was a little taken back, but still didn't think anything about it. My husband claims he fell instantly for me.
I guess he cornered my step-Father and asked him if I was attached, etc. Later in the day, he talked to me. He was so nice and polite. Not like most of the slobbering idiots that usually came on to me. He asked me out on a date and we have been together ever since.
Next month we will be married 15 years. What is totally cool about it is that we still like each other
Andee
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SPAZnik
The short answer:
At work.The long answer:
The man i would consider the greatest love of my life (thus far)....
i met at work.I remember distinctly the first day i laid eyes on him.
I think the thing that attracted me to him the most...
was the fact that he was totally driven/focused on tasks at hand
...and completely oblivious to my existence...
at first.We were both otherwise 'committed'...so for about 4 or 5 years...nothing happened. Not even flirting.
He was extraordinarily honest, respect-ful and respect-able.
He really 'stood out' because of this.The thing that held/piqued my interest in him
over the next 4 years though was this look
developing in his eyes anytime he walked past me.
It was a raw hunger sort of look. I loved that look.
There's no faking a look like that, no hiding it either.
It's a look that says more than words could begin to express.Because we didn't work "together", just for the same company...
It was fairly ez for me to ignore that look...
...even doubt it as a figment of my overactive imagination.
Til it appeared again and more frequently and undeniably pure/raw.We did nothing whatsoever about it.
We hardly even spoke.Til the day he found out my marriage of 5 years was over.
Then the love affair really began.
He made love to my heart, soul & mind each and every day.
Physically, we only spent one (incredible) night together.
He decided to cancel his wedding plans with someone else,
moved out and asked me to come live with him.But alas, it was all too much for me all at once.
Mainly due to many many years of jdub conditioning
and the "trauma" associated with detaching from the borg.I sabotaged it all...
out of fear and doubt
and an inability to openly articulate my feelings to him.We never said "goodbye" but we went our separate ways.
Later on i finally reestabilished contact and
managed to tell him how i felt.
It was necessary for "closure".i learned so much from him...about myself, about love...
and don't regret him.
He was an amazing experience in more ways than one.I will always remember the intensity of that love
and the amazing way he treated me.
He really 'raised the bar'.
Few compare.We remain friends.
I will seek to continually apply & expand upon
everything i learned from the experience of him.*exhale*
SPAZ
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cornish
She was the next door neighbour when I lived at my parents house.
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animal
I met mine when her boyfriend ran off with my girlfriend back in 81 or 82.... I went out with her for revenge. We have been together since.
That was 19 years, 2 kids, and many cats/dogs ago... and we are still riding together.
Animal
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Xander
... and we are still riding together
*sniff*...{wipes tear from eye}...that's just the sweetest thing I've evah herd...*sniff*
Xander F
(Unseen Apostate Directorate of North America - Ohio order)A fanatic is one who, upon losing sight of his goals, redoubles his efforts.
--George Santayana