AZhitman wrote:There's the "Cliff's Notes" - Maybe you guys can talk Bex into filling in the rest (or telling you HER side, lol!)
OK everyone....here's my 2 cents.
Flashback to the first week of February. I had posted my "kicking the habit"
thread, when I was struggling to quit smoking. Greg had posted, wishing
me luck. Well, I noticed that he had a link in his signature to his myspace
page. I clicked the link and sent him an invite. To be quite honest, what I
expected was that he would accept it out of politeness and I'd never hear
from him again. No big deal, lots of people do that. However, he actually
sent me a message, and we made small talk back and forth for the next
couple of days. I fell in love with the pics of his '72 240 and that's where it
all began. On Friday, Feb. 6th, his message line said, "sitting home bored
on a friday night, WTF?" He was online, so I sent him a message asking
why. And that, my friends, was the night that changed my life forever.
We spent the next few days burning up IM and text. We learned more in
those conversations than some people learn in a lifetime together. We
couldn't seem to find a subject that we didn't share a common interest or
opinion on. Each statement lead to another, and another, and another. To
be honest, I am naturally skeptical of people. I have been burned so many
times by people who seemed to be one thing and then turned out to be
absolutely something completely different. I typically don't open up to
people about myself, much less about my daughter. However, there was
something so different about Greg: something real, something true,
something trustworthy.
When he told me he was going to be on this side of the Mississippi River
and that he would like to see me, I thought to myself...'You know, you'll
never know for sure if you don't take a chance.' That was the best thing I
ever did. When I stepped out onto the porch that Friday night and he
smiled, that was all it took. Stick a fork in me, I'm done. (Hence the
meaning behind my avatar.) We spent the entire weekend together and it
was absolutely amazing. By Sunday afternoon, I was convinced that
someway, somehow, this man was going to be in my life. To hell with the
1800 miles between addresses, we would find a way.
Right away, I made plans to go to Savannah. In the interim, we continued
to talk everyday, share some of the most incredible e-mails that have ever
been written, and broadened our relationships with the kids. Bless my
friend Brenda who, without hesitation, agreed to keep Priss for me for the
entire weekend of the Savannah trip. I was so excited on the way down, I
could hardly sit still in my seat. As I was sitting in the terminal waiting for
his plane to land, I made myself a promise that in the very near future we
would be traveling to all the Nico meets together, not seperately.
The weekend was incredible. I really enjoyed getting to meet people from
the forum in person (James, Torry and Ainsley....can't wait to do it again),
but of course for Greg and I, the best part was getting to spend some time
together, just the two of us. The day at the beach was beautiful, and the
proposal in the sand was, in a word, perfect. I am a pretty basic person,
not a lot of flash or drama. The fact that he kept it simple and private just
blew me away.
So now, the fun begins. The plan is to get me and Priss out there by the
end of May. There is a school orientation scheduled and she really needs
to be there. Is it possible to load up a household and do all the things we
need to do in less than two months? Well, I guess we'll find out but when
you have six people that are as determined as we are, don't bet against
us.
I guess that pretty much sums it up. And by the way, thanks to all of you
for welcoming me into the NICO
family. I feel like I know some of you better than I know people I've grown
up here with all my life. My contact list in my phone and my myspace page
are beginning to look like a NICO roll call list.
Love you all,
Bex