Dear PartyPOP,

I met a man on the internet. His name was Robert. I don’t really want to get into that story too much because it’s just background to the real story. The point I want to make about him is that we got along well enough that I moved to the UK from California to see if it was going to work. It sort of worked for about 9 months, but it had things that were missing for me. I just didn’t see it going where I wanted it to go. I was 35 years old and I wanted to get married. Bob didn’t seem to be in much of a hurry. So…my thoughts started to drift toward finding what my heart has always longed for. I ended up going back to California. My grandmother was not doing well and I wanted to be with my family. I put my things in storage and off I went.

Since I have a thing for on-line dating, I started putting my profile out there again. I came in contact with a man named Carl. Carl was in the service and was stationed over in IRAQ. The funny thing is that he lives in the UK. He started out by saying that he was just looking for someone to communicate with. His life was too complicated and up in the air for more than that at the time. OK! We’ll chat! And chat we did! We wrote every chance we had.

I never spoke to any man that I had so much to say to and it seemed to be reciprocated. We connected to the deepest levels of our souls. It’s like we just knew each other already and we had just met and yet we really hadn’t met at all in reality. Within a couple of weeks, we were on the phone to each other. The phone bills were taking a big chunk out of my paychecks, but it was worth it. I can freely say that Carl was starting to think more of me than just a pen-pal. He was scheduled to come home to the UK on leave in a month and we were both dying to meet. The plan was to have him land in LA, spend a week with me and then he would go to Bath, UK to see his family.

Shortly before he was scheduled to return, he asked me to marry him. We hadn’t even met yet and I was engaged to him. Who was this man who had stolen my heart so intensely? I have never been so excited or filled with such joy. I always was into the metaphysical world and truly believed that we had been together before. I told him that I was afraid of him flying home. He seemed to understand. I couldn’t understand why I felt so queasy about it. It felt like a loss and I hadn’t lost anything. So I went and had a Psychic Reading to see if I could find out who this man was to me. So without saying anything to the psychic, she told me that he crashed in a plane and was taken away from me in the last life that we had together. Now I knew he was my true soul partner and we were being brought back together.

I started doing some Planning because I wanted the moment that I met him to be something special. I hired a Videographer to come to the airport with me to record the moment that we met. I had a big sign that said WELCOME HOME CARL, I LOVE YOU! I did an extra special job with my Hair, Makeup and the Dress I wore was sexy, but tasteful. I was ready.

I was standing at the end of the hallway coming from the arrival gates with my big Sign above my head, when Carl (in his camouflage duds) came walking toward me. The Video was recording the whole event. You could have cut the chemistry with a knife and the smiles on both our faces were ear to ear. We finally were face to face and we hugged and then kissed each other with such passion, that I though I would have an orgasm right there. My whole body tingled and vibrated. I have never felt such happiness or comfort with anyone I ever met.

I wish everyone could have such a feeling. The Photographer stayed with us as we left the airport and got into the Car to leave. I hired him to record some of our special moments together during that visit to show at our wedding. It was so special and everyone that saw the Video wanted to see it again. It was like a fairytale.

We spent that glorious week together and then Carl needed to go home for a few days before he was scheduled to go back to Iraq for three more months. It was a very sad goodbye, but also filled with hope and expectation. We were to be Married when he returned.

The next three months were crazy, Planning for the wedding. I am a very traditional girl with a great sense of humor. I bought a Rubber Chicken, a Plastic Ball and chain and a very large pair of underwear to put under my Dress for when Carl went to get the garter, he would find these things first. OK! I have a warped sense of humor. The Dress was very full and tastefully ornate. I bought new jewelry, and Hair Bobbles and beautiful Shoes. All the other plans were made and I was ready.

During the ceremony, Carl and I wrote our own vows and you can imagine what those were. We gave special thanks to each others parents during the ceremony for birthing the love of our lives. We came down off of the alter and went to the parents in the first row and sent our love for them. They were very surprised. It was the most beautiful ceremony.

The reception was at a very know Country Club. It was very formal, but fun. My father wrote this Speech to me that broke my heart. He expressed his love for me to the whole room. I must say that I have the most loving and caring parents. Everyone laughed at Carl’s reaction to the chicken and things under my dress. I gave keys to some of my friends so that they could give them back to Carl saying how sorry they were that it didn’t work out. It was very funny. He loves my sense of humor so. Anyway, dinner was great. The dancing was great! Even the Cake was great! And I knew that the rest of my life was going to be fabulous.

Carl and I decided that he wasn’t going to reenlist in the service. His term was up and I didn’t want to take any chances of losing him prematurely again. We already played that game once. This time I want to keep him around as long as possible. I love him more and more each day.

Happy Honeymoon!

Thanks,

Kari