What a lovely story!!

omg, that was probably the best love story I have ever heard. I think they should make it into a movie!

I am a very lucky girl to have found him my pic is the day we seen each other for the first time in 22 years.

Omg! That is souch a nice story!

So come on....dont anyone else have a love story to share?

Well, it seems odd since we're splitting/ seperating ,but ours was a love story.

I was single while serving in Iraq and tohught it was better that way anyway cause it meant i could focus on just what i had to do.
Well, after the first few months and hearing all my married fellow soldiers talking about their wives and girlfriends, i started feeling lonely. I had lived with my family since my divorce with my kids and it was starting to get depressing to know there i had no "someone special" to go home to :(
After about 5 months, we got regular access to the internet and somehow i found myself on AmericanSingles.com and had found their chat rooms to be fun and a way to pass time. I started up a friendship with a woman named "sunshine" and finally i got a pm asking me if i wanted to private chat, so i did. Before tho, i went to her profile to learn a bit about her and was shocked to learn that she lived in my town ! lol
So we spoke for a bit and i was getting around to asking her where exactly she lived. She gave me her street name and it turned out she lived right behind my high school and i told her that we lived less than 5 minutes apart !
AS luck would have it, i was due to come home for 10 days of R&R and so we scheduled a dinner date. She had no pic of me, but she sent me one of her and i found her very atractive. Knowing that i was overseas, she also made it a point in letting me know that i was NOT to expect anything sexual to happen lol Of course i said that was fine.
I came home and i even told her that i was meeting a couple other ladies who lived locally before her for lunch and what not and she was okay with that. God, the others were nightmares ! lol
So finally came our date. We agreed upon a nice italian restaurant and decided to meet there. She asked what i looked like and so i told her and said i was in a leather jacket and since i didn't have any other shoes, that i was wearing my desert issue boots (not bloused up of course).
We clicked instantly and after i put the kids to bed, i went over to her house and we had our dates, dinner ,movies, walks ,etc. Surprising to say, the 10 days went pretty slow...ate a ton of home cooking AND my fav fast food and plenty of BEER ! lol
Anyway, the last night we spent it alone at her place on the floor, cuddling and watching movies. Yes...i was hard as a rock ,and she knew it, but i respected her wishes. She walked me out to my truck at the end of the night and i turned to her and said "I know this is soon, but i have to tell you that i think i love you". She replied " I was SO hoping you'd say it first !" lol
She said that she would wait for me and i told her how hard that would be what with the media and us having no idea how long our tour was going to be. She said she was willing to go thru it, and so we kissed one last time and off i went.
We finally got phones and so we were able to text whenever we could. Now bear in mind, i was 8 hours ahead of her in the states and so when we made our computer appointments at the only time it was available for me, it would be 4 am her time, and she is NOT a morning person ! lol HOWEVER, every day that i was in kuwait, there she was, up at 4 am waiting for me to sign on !
When i had a mission going into iraq and she knew we couldn't use the phones and had VERY limited internet access, she sucked it up and went nowhere that didn't have a computer nearby so she could check her mail as we would stop for the night and i would wait a few hours in line at a computer tent for 5 minutes of time to send her and my family emails that i was all right. Without fail, there was her reply withing five minutes saying thatnk you for the update and that she loved me.
In that time, and after we learned that i would be there for 15 months (9 months after we first met) she had met my parents and my children at their house and gladly took up babysitting duties so as to give my parents a chance to get out a couple nights a week.
Whenever i would hit a wall there emotionally and was in kuwait, all i had to do was text her and she would stay on with me for hours talkng me thru it.
Then the day finally came....we got our orders to hop on a bird and come home. After the tearful reunions (i hadn't seen my kids for 9 months) and they were in bed and my folks were settled in, i asked my dad if i could use his truck (she couldn't be at my house for family reasons). My dad knew why and he threw me his keys and just smiled and said "Have fun son, see ya' in the morning." lol
It took me about two minutes to clear the distance between our houses with a brand new Lincoln Navigator with a V8 and lead foot ! lol
I rang the doorbell and there she was. We never made it upstairs.....:) We made love in the living room.

A year later, we went to Washington D.C. to visit her family for a vacation. I took her to the Iwo Jima memorial (you all know i'm a jarhead, right?) ,her aunt and uncle knew what i was going to do and so i saw then hold back as we got to the front of the statue. I turned her towards me and actually got out the little mental speech that i prepered and then i got on a knee surrounded by other tourists,..and then she said yes.
The rest is history.

Wow that was beautiful longhaul. Thank you for sharing that.

TY silent. Even tho we're seperating for personal reasons (with the possibility of working again) , i told her that i will never forget what she did for me while i was over there when she didn't have to.

I hope things work out for the best for you. Sounds like there is a deep connection that will never be lost there. My sweetie was there for me at my worst time as a kid and held me together and that is something I never forgot either.

this isnt mine but my mothers..when my parents got divorced we moved into an apartment in the inner city of halifax it wasnt the best neighbourhood but we made the best of what we had...my mother is an amazing woman she was working and taking courses when we were in school but she was always there when we got home from school my sister and i were 7 and my brother was 6..we had nothing really except each other..the kind of poor where you have mashed potatoes everynight for supper but to make it interesting mom would draw different shapes n them with ketchup..we had to choose which way we wanted to take the bus..to get where we were going or to come home when we were done because we could only afford one way for the 4 of us ..but these were very happy times for us because we became so close and appreciated each other..mom would walk to the school to pick us up everyday..somedays she would say" i have a surprise for you when we get home" our little minds would be absolutly delighted trying to think of what it migh be it was usually a package of candy or maybe she had bought ice cream..on e day to our delight it was a little bird a little zebra finch mom named babylon..like the city in the bible but she called him babylon because he was never quiet he would always babel on we had so much fun watching tihs little bird we would let him fly around the house he would always watch us play with our toys and he would sit on my mothers shoulder when she would play piano and chirp along he was very sweet and we new mom had to make sacrifices to buy him and the cage and his food..one day babylon flew out an open window and never came back we were heartbroken..my mother was hurt because she couldnt replace him for us right away..a woman at our church heard about what happened and brought to my mothers attention that across the hall from her apartment was a man who bred finches and she had told him about my mother and he said she should come over someday and pick out one of his birds..my mother went over there it was all the way on the other side of the city near the university he was a professor there but mom made a day of it and went over there while we were i school..he was a shy professor who was used to being alone with his birds in a scheduled life that was perfect for a statistics professor..she was a single mother of 3 working hard to not let her children see what a struggle life was for her right now..but they fell in love they went out for coffee he took her to art galleries and the spent whole days in the public gardens talking about everything and anything things my mother had longed for..to be intelectually stimulated and to meet a man who was so caring and good to her they were a perfect match..when mom new he was the one thats when we first met him..they got married and he went from being a single man in a bachelor to having a wife a home and three kids..we got a new finch called gidean by the way..and they are currently living happily ever after and they still have a little family of finches to always remember the way they met by chance and how there lives changed all because of those little birds

nah no real love stories, just stories of lust that some turned into love !

hmmm dont know what happened there.let me try again....that was a lovely story needaboost.Thank you for sharing remined me of times when I was alone with my children before i found my sweetie...........totally know about decorating taters and making grilled cheese exciting with cookie cutters. Thanx for sharing that was beautiful!
Ok darlap please share.....LOL mine is kinda that way too since he was my first..........and has been the best and im not being bias LOL but lust I do just as much as love LOL