Comments on: Watch your words as you may be forced to eat them! http://diva614.wordpress.com/2008/05/10/watch-your-words-as-you-may-be-forced-to-eat-them/ The trials and tribulations of singlehood in your 40's and beyond... Sat, 24 May 2008 20:16:35 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: doglover592 http://diva614.wordpress.com/2008/05/10/watch-your-words-as-you-may-be-forced-to-eat-them/#comment-12 doglover592 Sat, 10 May 2008 13:47:26 +0000 http://diva614.wordpress.com/?p=18#comment-12 Eileen is too generous in her comments. While there is a fair amount of truth to what she writes, the fact of the matter is she elicits those good qualities in me that she describes. I'm just an ordinary guy who had the extremely good fortune to meet an extra-ordinary woman. There's an intriguing irony we first "met" on Easter Sunday that isn't lost on either of us. We both recognize the resurrection of our abilities to really care about a special someone and willingness to commit to one person. In my case, I was pretty much resigned to going through life on my own. I had shut down all my profiles on all the dating sites on which I had posted. The day before I met Eileen I had had a date with an old friend I had been corresponding with off and on for almost three years (no, I'm not the type that Eileen described who possessed the inability to get to the meeting part of the process - the lady and I just never had the oppotunity to get together for one reason or another). I decided to keep the date because she is a nice person and I really wanted to meet her after all the time we had been corresponding. I figured this would be my dating swan song (unless we really connected). We met for lunch the Saturday before Easter and really had a nice time. But, there just wasn't the "spark" you hope for when you meet someone and we both recognized this. What DID come out of the meeting, though, was a willingness on my part to give it one more try. I realized isolating myself wasn't the answer. On the way home from the lunch date I remembered a profile on Match.com of this really interesting and VERY attractive woman. We matched on 23 out of 25 matching criteria - pretty good in my book! She even lived in the town in which I grew up. So, about 8:30 on Easter Sunday morning I shelled out the 30 bucks for a full fledged membership on Match (you can post a profile for free but if you want to correspond with someone you have to ante up) and wrote a brief note to her. To my surprise, I received a response from her in less than an hour. This made me a bit nervous; usually a rapid response like that meant "thanks, but no thanks." Much to my relief it was a very nice and engaging note. Two more exchanges on Match and by that evening we were chatting on the phone. We haven't looked back since. I know that there is no "perfect woman" or "perfect man" - we all have our baggage. But I do believe there can be that person out there that is perfect for us. Eileen is as close to that as I'll ever come. If only she liked the Three Stooges... Eileen is too generous in her comments. While there is a fair amount of truth to what she writes, the fact of the matter is she elicits those good qualities in me that she describes. I’m just an ordinary guy who had the extremely good fortune to meet an extra-ordinary woman.

There’s an intriguing irony we first “met” on Easter Sunday that isn’t lost on either of us. We both recognize the resurrection of our abilities to really care about a special someone and willingness to commit to one person.

In my case, I was pretty much resigned to going through life on my own. I had shut down all my profiles on all the dating sites on which I had posted. The day before I met Eileen I had had a date with an old friend I had been corresponding with off and on for almost three years (no, I’m not the type that Eileen described who possessed the inability to get to the meeting part of the process – the lady and I just never had the oppotunity to get together for one reason or another). I decided to keep the date because she is a nice person and I really wanted to meet her after all the time we had been corresponding. I figured this would be my dating swan song (unless we really connected). We met for lunch the Saturday before Easter and really had a nice time. But, there just wasn’t the “spark” you hope for when you meet someone and we both recognized this.

What DID come out of the meeting, though, was a willingness on my part to give it one more try. I realized isolating myself wasn’t the answer. On the way home from the lunch date I remembered a profile on Match.com of this really interesting and VERY attractive woman. We matched on 23 out of 25 matching criteria – pretty good in my book! She even lived in the town in which I grew up. So, about 8:30 on Easter Sunday morning I shelled out the 30 bucks for a full fledged membership on Match (you can post a profile for free but if you want to correspond with someone you have to ante up) and wrote a brief note to her.

To my surprise, I received a response from her in less than an hour. This made me a bit nervous; usually a rapid response like that meant “thanks, but no thanks.” Much to my relief it was a very nice and engaging note. Two more exchanges on Match and by that evening we were chatting on the phone. We haven’t looked back since.

I know that there is no “perfect woman” or “perfect man” – we all have our baggage. But I do believe there can be that person out there that is perfect for us. Eileen is as close to that as I’ll ever come.

If only she liked the Three Stooges…

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