Um, well... Hi. I'm new here (at least I was when I wrote this - hi, people-in-the-future!) I don't really know what people usually say so, I guess, I'll just start from the beginning.
I was born and grew up in Florida. As a Navy brat, I moved around a lot. Aside from that, I pretty much followed the normal path, what I was told I should want: I got married, bought a house, settled down, went to work and came home every day like clockwork. I spent a lot of time on the Internet meeting and talking to people who also loved Doctor Who, like me. Some of them I even friended on Facebook. It was a way to pass the time.
Then, my world started to change. I met new and exciting people who lived lives so very different from mine. People whose lives were never routine, who made things and formed communities and families not of blood but of common interest and vision and passion. The pace of my life quickened, and suddenly my field of vision grew from a handful of people to hundreds. My old relationship withered, shrank until it no longer fit, and eventually died. The marriage ended, the house turned into a burden, and "settling down" became the least desirable thing in the world.
Out of the blue, a message from 4,000 miles away appeared on my screen. From it, inexplicably, between two shy people a friendship blossomed, made of mutual interests, cultural differences, curiosity, and a desire to share and learn. Messages turned into calls, calls turned into video chat, video chat turned into travel plans, travel plans turned into vacations together, and so on and so forth until, on a chilly October evening in Chicago, a pedicab shuttled two shivering but beaming people to the base of the Hancock Building where, 1,000 feet above the streets, a British citizen (who is, for the record, afraid of heights) bent down on one knee and asked an American to be his wife.
So here we are.
We're afraid, and lonely, and sometimes miserable, but also hopeful and absolutely 100% determined. As of writing this, we're only just now starting. I always thought myself to be a very strong person until we started this scary, humbling thing we are doing together. But, yep, hope. He's the optimist, I'm the pessimist, but we both have hope that one day, it'll all be over, and we will be happy. That's what it's all about, right?
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We're both big Doctor Who fans, and that's how we met! (I've heard a lot of American/British couples meet this way, so we're not quite as unique in that regard as you might expect.) We saw each other face-to-face for the first time in London just before the Royal Wedding (complete coincidence that my vacation happened to be right then), so you might say it was fate. Then he overcame his fear of heights not only to fly over here multiple times, but to eventually get down on one knee 1,000 feet above the streets of Chicago in the Hancock Building to ask for my hand in marriage.
I couldn't have asked for a better man... but maybe I could've asked for a closer one! ;)