My Matchmaker
My husband and I “met” on the internet. We’ve crossed paths many times for about 2 years, but we never went past the equivalence of small talks at a party with someone uninteresting. And after that it was onto someone else far more intriguing and we would forget about each other until the next time of small talks. He was going to school in State T, and I was going to school in State A; far from each other.
Then one fateful December night, there I was with my usual chat friend and typing away. I thought we were the only two not idling in the channel. Just about every person had gone somewhere with their family for the Christmas holiday and it was unusually quiet. I was telling her I was supposed to drive to State Q to do my internship but was stuck by the damn flippin’ snowstorm that affected several states. He suddenly chimed in, “hey I am living in State Q”, and then we talked (I mean, typed) briefly. It was in the wee hours in the morning already and one needs to sleep sometimes.
Next day, I’m still stuck in snow hell, so surfing and chatting on the internet I go. Eating Ramen noodles as I sit at the computer clicking away. And there he was again. We talked a little bit more, and I find out that the place I rented, is less than 5 miles from where he was staying! Unbelievable - it’s such a big metropolitan area. I didn’t know anyone in the state of Q, and since I will be there for 7-8 long months, I wanted to make some local friends. We exchanged contact info. And that was that.
I drove in the snow-aftermath highway to state Q, my new destination. Unpacked and settled in my new place. We had agreed to meet the Saturday after my first workweek. Just going out to eat. When dinner was over, we decided to go see a movie, just because neither of us had anything else to do.
Two weeks went by quickly. We were inseparable by now. We saw each other daily for the next 7 months. Then I went on a month-long vacation before school started again. He proposed within weeks of my return from the trip. And the rest, as they say, is history.
I think my life would have been written differently, if it weren’t for that particular snowstorm. And if I wasn’t such an internet junkie in college, I would have ended up somewhere else, most probably with someone else. It’s funny how things turn out sometimes. There was a Star Trek episode where it showed how one single decision would result in a million different outcomes, if that decision was made just ever so slightly different. I don’t remember the details of that episode, but I do recall it gave me quite an eerie feeling.
I am forever thankful for that snowstorm, for the internet, and most of all, to have met and married my husband. My best friend.
Jen P Said,
January 27, 2005 @ 6:03 pm
Awww, what a sweet story!! I wish you two the very best!
Valerie Said,
January 27, 2005 @ 6:26 pm
Aww that story was awesome. I am so glad you two found each other.
Kristin Said,
January 27, 2005 @ 8:58 pm
What a cool story. My husband and I were brought together by a twist of fate too. After I graduated from college, I took a year off to train horses. A friend of mione from college was still in the area for grad school and he belonged to the local rescue squad. My friend informed me that if I was going to be in the area I WOULD join the squad. That is where I met my husband. We’ve been together 12 1/2 years and have been married for a little over 10 years.
Anonymous Said,
January 27, 2005 @ 9:20 pm
Oh! I just loved this post. It was so sweet.
I feel much the same about my chance meeting with Westley.
Loved the Trekkie reference (I’m a huge fan, geek that I am!)
Moogielou
Ana Said,
January 28, 2005 @ 4:09 am
Wow, what a great story! It gave me the chills.
Shankar Said,
January 28, 2005 @ 5:04 am
aawww, a sweet story indeed, …you’re getting me hooked on your blog
how strange, that an irksome snowstorm could bring such a fair change to your life
sometimes bad things are good after all. In your case - a great thing.
Suz Said,
January 28, 2005 @ 12:36 pm
This is a beautiful story; I met my husband on the internet as well and I’m so grateful that I know what it feels like to be married to my best friend!
sweetisu Said,
January 29, 2005 @ 11:03 am
It’s amazing how many couples meet through the internet these days. Hey it’s better than the bar right? I think so — at least there’s no cigarret smells and dark lightings and you have more control. Again, bow to the internet!
Even though we saw each other daily for 7 consecutive months, my husband still claims we never really went on a “date”. Instead, we “just hung out together.” One of these days, we should go on a real DATE.
The Barrenness Said,
January 30, 2005 @ 7:42 am
DH and I met at a 1999 New Year’s Eve/Armageddon party. I had been planning not to attend because I knew my grad school friend was trying to mix me with her husband’s unmarried male friends. My dating history had been so bad that I decided to take some time off from that pursuit entirely. The thought of trying to pull off beguiling and charming was just too much.
So, I went, crabbed about stuff, ate a lot, and got tipsy. For some reason, DH and I caught each other’s eye. We were both intrigued. He called me the following week and then we corresponded via e-mail, and the rest is history. Ironically, the next month we both lost our grandmother’s (who played very strong roles in our lives) to congestive heart failure. That, along with all the other coincidences between us, cemented things.
But really, I still think the reason he liked me was because he saw how many pin-wheel appetizers I could put away in one night.
Barren Mare Said,
January 31, 2005 @ 4:17 pm
Ah, a warm & fluffy feeling at your sweet story. Lovely!
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