Our love story starts out in 2003 with a man and his dog in Dallas, Texas and woman snowed in, in Kansas City, Missouri. I’m originally from Texas so the Kansas City winters were killing me. I hardly even went out to the store let alone dated. Mostly stayed at home and played online computer games. I wasn’t interested in romance at the time.
Meanwhile my husband to be was in Dallas taking his mini schnauzer for a walk. The dog, Willum, slipped his leash and ran off. Hubby to be took off after him tearing though yards and alleys. He stepped in a hole and blew out his Achilles tendon. A neighbor found the dog and brought him home. Hubby went to the hospital the next day for surgery to repair his ankle. He ended up in a wheelchair with a cast on his leg.
Months later still in a cast and going crazy from boredom, he decided to try online gaming for something to do. He found an obscure online multiplayer game and decided to try it. I was already playing that game. We met the very first night he was in the game. Somehow we hit it off and started talking. We discovered that we were both from Dallas and that he was male and I was female. An important fact to establish in a fantasy world.
It is a miracle that we met at all. Considering the fact that neither one of us was looking for a mate and neither of us left the house much. The cosmos decided to bring us together despite our every effort to remain single.
As the months went by we met and talked in the games for hours. Sometimes until 2 or 3 in the morning. We graduated to talking on the telephone. About a year later we decided to meet in person. I flew from Kansas City to Dallas thinking I was crazy to do this but what the heck. He met me at the airport with a dozen yellow roses, my favorite. I can’t say it was love at first sight because we already loved each other’s brains and hearts. The seeing part was the last thing to happen in our chain of events.
We went out to a lovely seafood restaurant, Vincent’s, and had a nice dinner and then home to his house. No sooner did we walk in the door the phone rang. It was his father on the phone. Father was hysterical because mother had eaten some bad chicken and was violently ill. So our date ended abruptly with him leaving to take his mother to the emergency room. I watched TV on the sofa a dozed on and off until he came home at 3:00 am.
I had to get back to Kansas City for work on Monday. So that was our first date in a nutshell. His parents felt so bad about the disruption that they bought me a plane ticket to come back the next month. The next visit was in March. We talked about me moving home to Texas. I wanted to come home anyway. So we did some apartment shopping and I went home to Kansas City to think it over.
He told me much later that his parents and he decided that I was a keeper after I didn’t get upset because he left our date to tend to his mother. My feeling was that you have to respect a man who cares enough for his parents to end a first date to help them.
A month later the decision I made my decision. On April 15th ,2004, he hopped in his truck and drove to Kansas City to fetch me. In the meantime I packed up and sold everything that I wasn’t taking with me. With everything I owned crammed in the back of his truck and my little Mazda we drove back to Dallas the next day.
The trip back had a few minor glitches. By the time we got to the Dallas area it as dark and I ended up following the wrong truck and exited onto another freeway. He noticed that I wasn’t behind me and called me on my cell phone. We met up in the parking lot of a restaurant that we ate in on my previous visit because I knew where it was. We made it home without further incident.
I stayed at his house for a few weeks while we apartment shopped for me. Finally one day he said “I don’t want you to go, why don’t you just stay here.” That settled it. We’ve been together for 8 years now. We celebrated our 4th wedding anniversary last week. We’ve had our ups and downs because real life is not the same as a fantasy game. But we still love each other more than ever. And that’s what counts.
PS: Forgot to credit the lady at http://wwwsohowdidyoumeet.blogspot.com for the idea for this post
If it’s meant to be it’s going to happen. Sometimes it’s just that simple. May as well not fight it. How do a confirmed bachelor and a confirmed bachelorette meet if neither one of them will even leave the house? The Cosmos will find a way.
Mr. Husband and I met online almost 7 years ago. We were both playing MMOs (Massive Multiplayer Online Game). You may have heard of people talking about World of Warcraft, Anarchy Online, Age of Conan. Games like that. Neither of us was on Match.com or Eharmony or any of those dating sites. I was actively not interested in dating at the time. I was also snowed in up in the Siberian Tundra, otherwise known as Kansas City in the Winter. Husband was in a wheelchair going stir crazy in Texas.
His dog, Willum the Conquer, caused our meeting. Willum snapped his leash one day and went flying down the street like a bat out of hell. Don’t blame him at all. Whenever I feel like I’ve been on a leash I run hard and fast. Hub-man took off after him, running full speed through yards, alleys and, woopsie, stepped in hole and blew out his Achilles tendon. A neighbor recognized Willum and brought him home. Husband went to the hospital for surgery to repair his tendon. Fade out.
Several months later he’s at home going stir crazy and sick of watching TV and movies. Imagine that. So he decided to embark on his maiden voyage on the internet. We met that very first night. Now what would be the odds of that? How, out of all the hundreds of online games and millions of out-of-the-way corners of the Net we managed to bump into each other is just one of those mysteries. That we actually spoke to each other is another mystery. In a game you are looking at a hideous troll or a pretty women and the person behind the keyboard could be a 12 year old boy, a grandmother, Jack the Ripper, or worse. Who knows?
That night we established that we were of opposite genders and were from the same home town. We starting chatting online and eventually exchanged phone calls. We talked for hours every day, sometimes we argued. Especially about politics. A year later we decided to meet in person. A few months after that I sold my Condo. Future Husband got in his big ol’ Texas style pickup and drove up to Kansas City to fetch me. With all my worldly possession divided between my car and his truck we drove back to Texas and I moved into the man cave. We’ve been together ever since.
Now this is not a completely unblemished happily ever after story. We knew each other at a strictly mental level. Day to physical stuff is entirely different. He strews his stuff all over the house and I refuse, on principal, to take the trash out. That’s the man’s job!!! He hogs up the remote. I refuse to remember important dates just because it’s so easy to get him going. He worries about everything so why should I bother! We have some Epic Battles that would not be out of place in a Hollywood Movie. Although I have to stand firm and admit that we have not shot at each other. When I was in Kansas City and he got on my nerves, I could tell him I was going take a bath, log off, and go play elsewhere. Ha! Not so easy when you’re in the same house. But we are gradually working it out. Reality is not as easy to manipulate as a virtual world, but it can be done.