Nothing has changed since my last post, but I wanted to try to get back to the happy things in my life and not let one bad problem stop me from dreaming.
I want to write about the past 10 years since I met and feel in love with Ken. This is not your typical love story. For one thing if you put me in a room full of men, Ken would have been the last one I would have been paired up with. I guess we proved that opposites do attract.
The story begins with two computers - mine and his. He saw my name and profile on a singles website and sent me an email. I replied back and he told me he and his son were leaving on a cruise and that he would email me when they returned to Chicago. I got busy at work and at home. It was the end of January and I had to mess with the snow since I lived alone and other winter chores. I dawned on me after the second week of February that I had not heard back and they should have returned by then. I sent him a "Hey how are you" email and he wrote back. He was afraid that I was not interested in hearing back from him. He ended up calling and we talked for almost 2 hours. He said he had never carried on a conversation for that length of time with anyone. Now that he has been married to me for 8 years, he knows talking is not a problem with me. It was almost Valentine's Day and he thought he would be smart and look up my address on the computer and send me a present. He called on Feb. 13 to see if I had received it and I said no. Come to find out the address that showed up on the computer was for my ex-husband's home. I called him up and explained what had happened and I drove right over to pick it up off his porch. It was about 11:00 at night by then. It was a cute bear and candy.
All during this first year, he talked about moving to an island and I said I would be open to doing something like that. I told him I would never consider selling my home unless we were married. About that time my job was eliminated and I was laid off. I was retired from working as a secretary at Illinois Power Company plus I had started getting Soc. Sec. that year plus unemployment for 7 months. He asked me to marry him in August of 2003. We put my house up for sale in September and went to St. Croix to look for a place to buy to move there. We found the perfect condo with a great view and signed the papers. We were married in October and he left for the island after shipping his car there. My house sold in October, I packed everything up, the movers came and I was on the island the first of November. It could not have worked out any better.
Here is a picture of our view from the upstairs balcony. We also had a patio and a grassy area from our downstairs.
I love all the memories of the island life and once again it was something I never dreamed would happen to me. Now we are living in this old house that I never thought I would be luck enough to have.
Dream do come true.