Love Is Alive

A Real Life Love Story — by Mukherjee, Twarita

He came into my life unexpectedly. Sort of like a movie. You know, the kind that leaves you with little tears about to fall from your eyes. A huge lump in your throat, and inspiration. A drive that makes you so sure you will find love out there. (Wishful thinking?)

We met on the internet. I can already hear the peanut gallery’s snide remarks and deftly dealt blows to my intelligence, my morals, my thoughts. After all, I must be crazy, and he must be an axe murderer right? I must be desperate, after all, to fall in love with a man over the internet. No, none of the above. (You pessimists just have to chalk this one up to a loss!)

He is the most caring, compassionate man I have ever met. And I can say that with all honesty, with all truths freely tossed into the lion’s den for approval.

At first, I wasn’t expecting it to happen. Wasn’t looking for it. But I wasn’t against it. I was open to it sub-consciously, I suppose. Searching for that fairy tale somewhere, my internal thoughts caught up with the rest of science and dove into technology as well. I had heard so much about it happening to real life people like me, from places in the world I had never heard of, but it happened!

I had talked to him on and off through way of chat rooms for about a year. In this year, I didn’t get to know him really. Except the fact that he seemed like a really nice guy. He intrigued me. Maybe it was this portal into another realm we were both opening up. Making it harder to not talk. It’s all you can do, just type out your inner most thoughts, and delight in the very thought of making a ‘friend’ online.

We started talking, and I wanted to know more about him. I got excited when I saw his name in my e-mail inbox. Even happier I was when replying to him. I was pouring myself out to this stranger, and he was responding. Giving of himself more and more each time he hit Send, as was I.

In this chat room, we had ‘mutual friends’. Other people that regularly chatted and with whom shared a bond with us. We knew each other’s names, who had kids, each other’s love lives, or lack thereof, and who was allergic to what. A kinship was born in this chat room, but all of that was irrelevant as I asked this other chatter, “What’s his phone number?” I asked, he gave. I called him that night.

Our phone conversation was great. I was attracted immediately by his voice. He was feeling the same way about mine. But there had to be more, right? There just has to be! I was thirsting for more information from him. I simply wanted to know everything about this man. We had seen each other’s pictures already, sent through the wonderful e-mail services. Our eyes glanced upon each other’s pictures and saw a promising something there. We liked each other at this point. Promises to call each other were made, and more e-mails were sent.

Finally, we fell in love. Just like that. Fell. Head over heels. And I can say this, without hesitation, that I fall in love with this man more and more every day. When I hear his voice, BAM, I fall in love again. When I look into his eyes, BAM, I’m in love again. Anything this man does equates to pure, sweetened love for me.

Of course, there’s a loop hole. Isn’t there always? We are long distance. I represent the East Coast, and he the West. Was it possible, is it possible? Yes and yes. We talked endlessly about this. Tip toed around the fact that it would be hard, but took into the account that it wouldn’t be easy. Poured over every obstacle that would stand in our way, and would eventually test us and our strength, had we gotten together.

We talked about our wants, our needs, our desires at this time. What we wanted from each other, and how we could go about it. We knew all we wanted was to be together, but could we handle it? Were we ready to take on something so rough? We have. Overcoming the distance, the money issues, the conversation issues, well, it hasn’t been easy. But we don’t think any relationship is a bed of roses. We take the good, and the bad, and we still love each other.

Through this love we have grown stronger. We have learned from each other. We have taken our relationship beyond the levels of just something we got ‘off the internet’.

Meeting was like a dream. I was absolutely on pins and needles. Seeing him though, only reinstated my previous feelings I had felt for him, and made them that much stronger. Love at first sight? Oh, it happened alright.

We have shared so many times together. His presence completes me. The lost piece to my puzzle. The one thing that I can hold onto in this world. The one relationship I have ever felt love from. He loves me. Plain and simple. With my flaws and all. He sees the good in me, and I can see it in him.

I have found my true connection. Without him, I’d simply be searching for something that couldn’t give me what he gives me. It would only be false, and I know this to be of truth, because for once in my life, my heart feels what my head does, and they are both in sync. I’m loving every minute of it.

When you hear the proverbial warnings of finding anything reliable on the internet, scoff away the remarks. It can happen, it has happened. When you hear the woes of love tales gone sour, just know that love is alive. It is all around us, and it will find you when you least expect it. And in the last place you would ever think of finding it.

My True Life Love Story – Elizabeth Cook

I had been widowed for 3 1/2 years, when my dearest friend arrived for a visit with her latest husband of 6 years. She wanted so much for us to meet before her death, as she was facing her last days here on this earth. Well, he was a very nice looking man, a cowboy really, and a long haul truck driver. So, we struck up a nice friendly relationship that made my dear friend very happy. She said to me, “when my time comes, please do not let him be alone.” I made her this promise, never realizing that he would, after a period of grieving for her, ask me to come and live with him.

The way he approached me was by telling me he had a big surprise for me, as his late wife had planned this vacation of a sort for the two of us to be taken after her death. Shocked beyond belief I accepted his invitation, as this was one of her last wishes. But he was not to tell me where we were to go… just pack a bag for a week and trust him to do as she had requested. So, with some skepticism I packed my bag and waited for him to pick me up and off we went, taking over five hours to arrive at out destination… the Horse Shoe Casino. Well, let me tell you, I was like a child set loose in a candy store. I had never been in a casino before, and all of the excitement made all of the adrenaline flow like magic… and I became very at ease with the situation.

We spent a lovely week together and talked of many things, one of which he said he was not going to be alone – he had chosen me as his companion for the balance of our live,s if I would but accept him. I told him I had to give this a lot of consideration, as I had never planned on marrying again. So, he let me know what was ahead for me and would wait for my reply.

We wrote back and forth and talked on the phone almost every night. He was out on his trips across the country and would relate to me all of the things he was seeing so I could feel as if I was there with him to enjoy them as well. Knowing I was so fascinated and intrigued by his stories, he asked if I would like to take a trip on his next run out West with him. So, I accepted… and much to my delight, I found I loved the open road as he would take extra pains to see I could enjoy a new and exciting place each morning and night as we traveled together. He was so sweet and caring I could not help but fall madly in love with him and accepted his marriage proposal when he got down on one knee and asked to take his name and be his wife. Granted, as he had said to me, she will always hold a special place in my heart, but I have found my long awaited soul mate .

We made a number of trips over the country and I had moved to his home where we shared so many wonderful dreams and plans of our future together. After we both felt that enough time had elapsed, we set the date for our marriage and set about making all of the final little details of a glorious wedding. On the night just, 3 hours before his untimely death, we had sat and said to one another, “well, neither of us will leave this world alone, unloved or unwanted, as we have one another.” So, as he gently touched my face and said, “I do love you with all of my heart, now and forever more… so never leave me.” I promised him I would always be here for him and he went in and tried to sleep.

After two hours of fretful rest, he arose and headed to the bathroom only to collapse in respiratory arrest where I administered CPR and was able to have him up and coherent when the medics arrived. But he still was in need of oxygen, so he was placed in the ambulance with me at his side and, once he was in route to the hospital, he said to me as his last words ever spoken alive… ” I love you babe, everything is going to be alright, so don’t worry.” But once said that, he went into cardiac arrest never to come out again and, with being placed on life support for 25 minutes, he completely flat lined, leaving me behind to ride the roads all alone once more.

As I was placing him in the ground, I felt this flutter about me and glanced around to see this golden butterfly wing towards heaven, letting me know he was on the road again… but to God’s highway this time. When he would awaken on the road, he would always say to me, “come on babe, it’s time to be on the road again,” and off we would go. So, I know in my heart when he awakens from this trip he will once again call out to me in his usual manner, “okay babe, time to be on the road again”… and I will meet him at the gate and we will forever ride the golden streets of heaven as we had planned.

He had passed to the other side just three weeks before our scheduled date of earthly marriage, but, in my heart of hearts, I was married to him in the eyes of God… for we had made out vows on a mountain top to each other before God. And even if we had never stood before man and made this vow, on the eve of his passing he had announced to all of his friends our date to be forever more together.

So, on this day, which was to be the date of our proposed marriage, I went to the cemetery, where he is at rest, and made my vows once more to him in a prayer to God. So I know our marriage is approved by God, for as I said my prayer, another butterfly joined with another and they both flew towards heaven side by side.

Thankful for a true love of a life time…

Elizabeth Cook ( Sackett ) – or at least in my heart it is so.