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We met, so to say, on the internet three months ago. Two weeks after that first email, he had given me his phone number. I had nervously made that first call. We emailed numerous times a day. All day long. We'd talk on the phone in the evenings. We'd exchange late night phone calls.
But we still hadn't actually met. We had each emailed one photo, but that was it for any visual reference.
We had agreed to meet and actually set the date one week after that first call, three weeks after the emailing began.
My nerves were at their highest alert level when I stepped off the plane. I made my way to the baggage claim. I kept looking for the face from the photo, hoping to catch a glimpse of him before he spotted me.
I made my way to the curb outside the baggage claim, where we had agreed to meet. Three months. I had waited for this for three months.
I heard my name and turned. There he was, the man I had known for three months, the man I had longed to kiss and hold. The man who was on his knee, ring box open, asking me to marry him.
My life of happiness, our life filled with love, began on that curb at the airport.
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