Oh how I love that man

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I am not much of a writer but I hope I achieved what I was trying to get across to you. And that is just how much Nicholas loves me and what we endured to get to where we are today.

Nicholas and I met in a quiz chat room. Just friends for the longest time. He in WV and I in NH. Once we finally became a couple we dated on line and over the phone for seven months. I wanted more than that. I wanted him in person. I had informed him of this in the beginning. I told him I did not want just a phone and pc realationship. Something always seemed to stop him from getting up here to see me. I had had enough and even though I loved him very much I had to break it off.

I met a local guy. We started dating and shortly there after my kids and I moved in with him. It seemed that life was good. Atleast for a while. After a few months I felt something was missing from my life. Over the time I had kept in touch with Nicholas. A phone call here and there. E-mails sent back and forth every so often. I never let myself realize that he was what was missing in my life. Not until just before Christmas that is. I then realized what I needed and wanted was not what I had. It was Nicholas.

I had left a few messages, text and e-mail, for Nicholas but never heard back from him. Christmas night I broke it off with the guy I was with. Never meant for it to happen at that time or in the way it did. It just happened. I tried every so often to reach Nicholas as I needed to talk to him. All I ever got was voice mail. Later that night after the kids were in bed I called him and finally got him on the phone. He was expecting me to tell him I was getting married. Asuming I had got a ring from the guy I was with for Christmas. I told him it was the exact oppisite. I told him I broke up with the guy and I wanted to be with him. He was floored. I went on to explain that all I need and want is to be with him. To marry him and have a baby with him. ( so forward after a year apart I know ) I informed him if he wanted a second chance with me he had to be here.

When I called him the next day he told me he was woke not knowing if what had happened was a dream. He had had a few drinks and was not sure if the call was real or not. Once he heard my voice again he was relieved that it was not a dream. He and I were back together and he was already making plans to come up to see me. He was determined not to let me slip away again. He was prepared to do what ever he had to to keep me.

Two weeks later he was here for a four day weekend. It was the best weekend of my life. Seeing him in person for the first time at that airport was the most amazing feeling ever. His plane was delayed and I was waiting in the wrong part of the airport. I got a text asking if any one was there. I went down the stairs and saw him walking toward me. I started walking to reach him. It seemed to take for ever. No one else seemed to be around us. I know there was but not that I noticed. I was set on reaching him. We hugged and kissed before we even said hello. We hugged for the longest time. We had an amazing weekend. It was hard to let him leave.

He was back again for a week around Valentine's day. He brought me a huge Tender Heart Care Bear. He bought it when we were together the first time. He held on to that bear as well as the hope that one day he would have me back and be able to give me it.

He was supposed to have been back here within a month to live. He ended up with a busted ear drum and was unable to fly. So two months later he was here to live. Now here we are. Married for over two years, a one year old little boy, and about to celebrate our fourth Christmas together.

Nicholas left his family, friends, and the only life he had ever known to be here with me. He wanted, hoped, and prayed for a year that he would get a second chance with me. If that is not love I don't know what is. I thank God every day that he waited for me to come around and realize I was still in love with him. And oh how I love that man.

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