Sarah and Greg: After
having received a new computer for Christmas I logged onto a Christian
dating service. A friend of mine had dared me to, and since I can't say no
to a dare... >> Continued
She's From: Australia He's From: New Zealand
"Run mad as often as you can - but don't
faint" (Mansfield Park).
I take this quote to heart - or so it seems.
It runs in the family - ill-fated but
wonderful words. My mother met the love of her life on the internet, my
brother moves to be with his love in around four weeks, and I go to meet
what may become the love of my life in 8 weeks.
I am married - very unhappily - and turned
to the internet for companionship which I did not find with my new
We had been living together for less than a
year - we moved in together four days before the birth of our son. I
leave my husband - it is a matter of days - I have the flat - just have
to await the keys and such scant furniture as I need.
Internet - I found I was chatting to up to a dozen people a day whilst
my son slept. Now - I am going to keep his name out of this and call him
eeyore for that is pretty much his chat handle in yahoo - he has two -
eyore is the one he uses to hide under - but he talks to me via both.
Mine is jaq. No I am not giving full names cuz he doesn't know the depth
of my attraction - just yet. I didn't start chatting to eeyore until
April or so of 2001. This year. I declared most boldly in one of the
Aussie chat rooms that I knew lots of useless information so this person
started quizzing me.
He was from New Zealand and all I knew was
that I couldn't answer his questions - my useless information wasn't the
same as his. He complimented me on my intelligence though and added me
as a friend. I didn't see him around much. However, that being said -
whenever he was around he would chat to me - and we discovered that we
shared a lot of similarities in outlook and food. Food and I have an
interesting and somewhat passionate relationship. To find someone who
dislikes and likes the same things as me - and I am willing to learn to
eat olives - is incredible.
I found myself fading from the chat room whenever eeyore was around - oh
if he finds this he is going to know it is me anyway - Gareth - and I am
Catherine aka Cat. I found myself leaving the chat room whenever Gareth
appeared - and soon it got to the stage that if he was online I would
only talk to him. I still go online a lot - I have lots of online
friends I keep in touch with. I chat to some of them only in the
evenings, others only on weekends. They are great friends and I am
hoping to meet most of them, but Gareth is the one who has captured more
than just my conversation. We have not been able to explain the
attraction - it swings between the physical and the intellectual - and
for me - it is more fulfilling than any I have hitherto known. I am a
writer, and part-time student and full-time mother. He is a writer,
sports journalist, and photographer. We both play with words and seek
the same things. We also share the same thoughts so often it is
We may not have declared that what we feel
is love - but we have admitted that the attraction is deep, and almost
inexplicable. Although our meeting is 8 weeks away - I am going to New
Zealand to see him - it is only a 3.5 hour flight - and I am staying a
week - my son is staying with his father during that time. It is an
opportunity for a holiday and a chance to see just where this attraction
will go. It may seem like love for me - but I don't know if I am going
to call it love just yet - I do know though that seeing him shall
confirm my hopes or my fears. It will either be a match made in heaven -
or a discovery that it is only friendship. Either way I cannot complain
because he truly is my best friend.
What I find truly astonishing is that both my mother and brother have
done the same - except they travelled further for their loves - and I -
I am remaining cautious for it is a delicate thing - too much rough
handling might break it regardless of the strength of the branch. (We
speak in metaphors more often than not finding comfort in the fact that
we can hide behind words and understand their meaning).
Well - I guess I want to say this - I have hope - your site helped
flourish that hope. In spite of all the sad and unhappy stories - the
happy stories give me courage. I shall be sure to email you after my
trip to New Zealand - I mean 8 weeks isn't far away - it is my birthday
present to myself - I turn 24 on November 1. Alas I shan't be there to
celebrate Gareth's 26th birthday just 25 days later - but he is planning
his holiday after Christmas.
As for what comes in the future - I shall not speculate - I can only act
on the present - and would not exchange the uncertain future for
Thank you for your site - thank you a thousand times.