...A night elf warrior, to be precise. My poor gnome heart didn't stand a chance.
Yeah, yeah, we're another one of those kooky World of Warcraft relationships. We met in the Barrens in the spring of 2005, as members of a close-knit guild. I helped him level his warlock and tried to help him win his crush over. I only succeeded with one of those, as we learned quickly that his crush was a very toxic person. But his warlock was leveled, and that's what counts. :P
We realized early on that we had fabulous chemistry, and became great friends. When I became burned out on WoW, on his suggestion, I tried out Second Life, and fell in love with it. Between our changing work schedules, life demands, other partners and time zone differences, we tried our best for the next few years to stay in contact, with varying degrees of success.
In 2007, my eight-year relationship fell apart, and I became a single mother, moving to a new state and new life. He helped me find my strength when I needed it the most...and then, a few of our friends decided it was time to give us a push in the right direction. We slowly began testing the waters for a relationship, and when he visited in August of 2008, we made it official!
These last few years have been some of the hardest I've gone through. My job change from moving, family/pet loss, coping with the end of my prior relationship, and learning how to survive as a single mother, in addition to learning how to make a long distance relationship work...sometimes I feel like I'm going insane. But at the same time, I know that I'm incredibly lucky. If I had known there were men like him in Canada, I'd have moved there LONG ago.
Oh, oh, and he proposed to me this summer! We're striving for SD by the end of next year or early the following year. We've been trying to find him a job in the state where I live, but jobs are few and far between, even when you live here. I'd prefer to marry at our leisure...have some time to be together physically before taking that step.
Soo, that's my book. The tl;dr version: we met in WoW, and now we're awesome.
Yeah, yeah, we're another one of those kooky World of Warcraft relationships. We met in the Barrens in the spring of 2005, as members of a close-knit guild. I helped him level his warlock and tried to help him win his crush over. I only succeeded with one of those, as we learned quickly that his crush was a very toxic person. But his warlock was leveled, and that's what counts. :P
We realized early on that we had fabulous chemistry, and became great friends. When I became burned out on WoW, on his suggestion, I tried out Second Life, and fell in love with it. Between our changing work schedules, life demands, other partners and time zone differences, we tried our best for the next few years to stay in contact, with varying degrees of success.
In 2007, my eight-year relationship fell apart, and I became a single mother, moving to a new state and new life. He helped me find my strength when I needed it the most...and then, a few of our friends decided it was time to give us a push in the right direction. We slowly began testing the waters for a relationship, and when he visited in August of 2008, we made it official!
These last few years have been some of the hardest I've gone through. My job change from moving, family/pet loss, coping with the end of my prior relationship, and learning how to survive as a single mother, in addition to learning how to make a long distance relationship work...sometimes I feel like I'm going insane. But at the same time, I know that I'm incredibly lucky. If I had known there were men like him in Canada, I'd have moved there LONG ago.
Oh, oh, and he proposed to me this summer! We're striving for SD by the end of next year or early the following year. We've been trying to find him a job in the state where I live, but jobs are few and far between, even when you live here. I'd prefer to marry at our leisure...have some time to be together physically before taking that step.
Soo, that's my book. The tl;dr version: we met in WoW, and now we're awesome.
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