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Size 16, Bold, Italic Navy Font

byLeetah©

It all began with size 16, bold, italic navy font.
Fifteen hundred miles apart, me talked into reluctantly joining a chat room,
Him trying to escape for awhile from real life.
Finding the pleasure of talking to strangers that quickly became friends
And sometimes more.
The first night we talked, he gave me a yellow rose and I felt a flutter in my heart
The heart that had become empty and echoing slowly, deciding there wasn’t much to life any more, so just get through it
Now….
Size 16, bold, italic navy font was what I looked for each night.
In the bathroom stall of Bianca’s Smut Shack, and yes, it IS what you are thinking, for the most part, but not for all of us
Some of us there to talk to the people we had, for the most part, never seen and would never meet
But were dearer to us than some we knew ‘real time’ as it was called.
We knew the room, what it looked like, smelled like, felt like.
Everyone knew your name.
I was the angel in the white lace dress, who became the hospitality person, welcoming each newcomer with a smile
He was in the darkness, at the corner table that had become well-scarred from his boots being propped up there, twin scimitars gleaming in the firelight.
Something drew us to each other immediately, although it was months before we saw each other’s face, and longer still until we met in person.
Size 16, bold, italic navy font waited for me or met me there every night soon,
And we knew, I knew, that this had to move further.
Twelve years difference, me the older woman, and fifteen hundred miles between us, didn’t matter.
Nothing did.
My heart heard the call of his, and it must be answered and I must migrate across the United States to find my soul mate.
So I flew to him, and was met at the airport by a real flesh and blood human man, who was more wonderful than any words on a screen or over the phone could ever be.
He asked me to marry him that night and I accepted, even though we didn’t know when we would meet again, or even if, but I knew.
I would make it happen, and he would be my goal and the most important thing in my life and my savior
After a week, I went home weeping, not knowing when I would see him again, and then I went to work on the problem
And again
Size 16, bold, italic navy font waited for me every night, only more privately now, and we ran up phone bills like crazy and I didn’t care.
Then it all came together, and he came to me to help me move and we were partially together, but not quite
Uprooted from my home, but never really with him at my side, I put down new roots and found my true home in his eyes and soul and heart.
Then all obstacles were gone and we have been together now for eight years and married for five
And the culmination of our love sleeps quietly in his own crib, and we are blessed.
And it all began with size 16, bold, italic navy font.

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