tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-212891106514686702012-02-16T00:57:00.749-06:00For anyone who is considering or is in the midst of a long distance relationship, this is the place to read and share your personal experiences.AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.comBlogger731100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-64834084865873500882009-10-07T14:19:00.007-05:002009-10-07T15:07:27.362-05:00

I sing in an International champion Sweet Adelines Chorus - The RichTones, here in Dallas. For those of you unfamiliar with the genre, it's female barbershop. You can learn more about it here - Sweet Adelines International. We are once again preparing for International competition that takes place October 20-24, 2009 in Nashville, TN and we are seeking our 5th gold medal!There are several reasons

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I'm always searching the Internet for stories that inspire and remind me that long-distance relationships can and do succeed. I do this not so much for myself - I'm secure in the knowledge that my LDR works and will continue to do so. I do it for those who waver in the decision whether to begin one or stay in one.The link below is a sweet long-distance love story that should encourage us all. I'm

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-15242860931970421182009-09-10T12:38:00.002-05:002009-09-10T12:42:07.624-05:00

The Maroon - Long-distance relationships can be worthwhileThis is a well-written post by a young woman in a successful long-distance relationship. As she so aptly points out, LDRs can be very rewarding if we allow them to be. It's just a matter of accentuating the positive and down-playing the negative.For some tips on finding the positive aspects of a long-distance relationship, visit http://

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Couple Who Wrote Letters During WWII Celebrate 60th Anniversary The FriskyOk, I go months without writing and then write two posts in one day. I had already written my post when I came across this article and couldn't resist sharing it. Besides, it kind of shares today's theme of separation.Although long-distance relationships are admittedly tough, we are so blessed to live in the technological

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-45843961084118549202009-08-18T14:23:00.004-05:002009-08-18T14:46:57.885-05:00

Another summer has slipped by and as always, I hate to see it nearing an end. Summer has always been my favorite time of year. Yes, I know it's hot, but when my kids were in school, it was the only time of year that we could relax and spend truly leisure time together. There were no uniforms to wash, no homework to get done, no scheduled activities like basketball games, scouts, band practice.

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Jewzel and Dwayne - JamaicaObserver.comThis is such a sweet story. It demonstrates the power of true love even though many years and many miles may come between.Jewzel says of their long distance relationship, "I would never tell anybody that it is easy, but if you pray and ask God to help you go through, then you will manage. I mean there are going to be times when you are actually going to be

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-16524137924566736552009-05-23T17:46:00.004-05:002009-05-24T19:53:13.751-05:00

This is not just any Saturday. There are several things about this day that make it different from most. For instance, today is my little baby girl's birthday. You mom's know how it is, she'll always be my baby even though today, she turns 20!And today, this weekend actually, Mike is golfing in a tournament. I'm so glad he 's getting some time to relax and have some fun. But it's strange not

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I find myself in a sad yet very familiar state of mind. My poor Mike, who rarely gets sick, has a bad cold. In fact, I think he got it from me during my recent visit, except I don't have it nearly as bad as he does.One of my constant struggles in this long-distance relationship world is wanting to be wherever I'm not. I've talked about this before - when I'm in Dallas, I want to be in Denver and

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In yesterday's post I mentioned that Mike's daughter graduated from college over the weekend. That in itself, is a major life event. But it was not to be the only momentous event last week.Soon after I arrived on Wednesday, Mike received a phone call from his daughter's long-time boyfriend requesting that Mike meet him after work. Of course, Mike was hesitant since I had just arrived but it

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I recently returned from another trip to Denver. This time, it was to attend Mike's daughter's college graduation. I never cease marveling over the march of time. Yes, Mike and I acknowledge monthiverseries. We recognize that another birthday, Christmas, Thanksgiving, etc. has come and gone and we are still living in different states. It's not like we don't realize that time is passing. But at

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How I Found Mr. Absolutely Right. I read this post today and loved the story. Cindy Parksley wrote with heart and humor about her long-distance relationship. It's always encouraging to hear from others who are making their LDR work.

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I had a conversation with a friend last Sunday. She's divorced and has 2 young daughters. She's dating a man who is also divorced with 2 young daughters. We were discussing our relationships and all the challenges we face and ironically, she reminded me of one of the major benefits of being in a long-distance relationship.She and her SO actually work together and see each other nearly every day.

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Yesterday was another milestone in The LDR Adventure of Mike and Ann. It was our 3.5 year mark. I find that so incredible. Not the fact that we've lasted three and a half years together, just that that much time has passed since we hopped on this crazy ride.I remember when we first began this relationship, I thought my heart would break every time we had to part. I counted the weeks, days, and

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I know it's been a LONG time since I've posted. Like so many people, the economy has reached deeply into my life and I have had to spend the majority of my time figuring out how to survive.Besides, I find myself in the difficult position that so many writers share. The most poignant things I want to write about are also the most personal and involve others than me alone. I once read a book about

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So the holiday for lover's is less than a week away and I'm sure for many, it is bittersweet. I am so very fortunate this year because Mike is coming to spend Valentine's Day with me. It's fortunate that it falls on a Saturday this year. It should give more long-distance lovers a chance to be together.If by some sad circumstance you will not get to be with the one you love, I've found a gift that

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Sometimes it seems like my long-distance relationship will remain long-distance forever. And sometimes that doesn't seem like such a bad idea. I've been on my own for so long now that I sometimes wonder if Mike and I can really forge a life together. There are so many sacrifices to be made that it frightens me to even consider stepping off that ledge.And then I think about how incredible it feels

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-78244203686246129042009-01-21T13:35:00.004-06:002009-01-21T14:12:53.671-06:00

The holidays, family issues, and illness have taken their toll on me to start the new year so I haven't had a chance to write lately.For the past three years, I have accompanied Mike to his annual sales meeting at various locations in the U.S. We've been to Hilton Head, Austin, and Orlando. We've always extended the stay over the weekend to enjoy a little getaway. Unfortunately, this past year

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-82475262243980942572008-12-17T08:58:00.005-06:002009-01-10T03:23:33.546-06:00

I swear I don't know where the time goes. I can't believe I haven't written a post since Thanksgiving! And yet, the time apart from Mike seems to drag.For a quick catch up, Mike came for a visit last weekend. My chorus had a holiday show on the 13th and he came for that. It was great having him in the audience but unfortunately, it meant we didn't get to spend much time together. The show went

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-57432830188058279842008-11-26T13:52:00.004-06:002008-11-26T14:20:34.507-06:00

Here it is... the day before Thanksgiving, and I'm facing another holiday away from my sweet Mike. Are you facing the same sad situation? This is actually our fourth Thanksgiving spent in separate states! And no, it doesn't get any easier. Yes, I've resigned myself to our plight but it makes it no less heart-wrenching.To add to my separation anxiety, my daughter did not get to come home. With the

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-90297949284222106042008-11-13T15:45:00.000-06:002008-11-13T15:47:19.446-06:00

Boo hoo. I'm back from Paradise - an amazing week of sunsets, long walks on the beach, breakfasts on the balcony, incredible seafood and even a sunrise (I'm not a morning person!). And all with the love of my life. It was the perfect anniversary trip. We're already trying to figure out when we can go back. And hopefully you'll forgive me for not posting like I said I would. The time flew by, so

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-52834503813082409302008-11-04T06:47:00.002-06:002008-11-04T06:56:56.570-06:00

Well, the post from my Blackberry worked but I couldn't get the picture to work so here it is - the old-fashioned way... from my laptop. Let me just say that this picture does not do justice to the amazing colors. The water is varying shades of blues and emerald greens. The sand is sugar-white. You can see why I don't ever want to leave!

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-52301217542608924972008-11-03T11:32:00.006-06:002008-11-13T15:25:14.454-06:00

What an absolutely amazing, incredible world we live in. And what a wonderful, beautiful day it is today. I have lots to share!On Friday I took a plunge and bought a Blackberry Curve. I'll save the gory details of the problems I encountered for another day but all those issues aside, I love it! Just read on.Today is also Mike's and my third anniversary together. We are actually sitting on the

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Certainly long distance relationships are not age specific but a large number of these couples are in college. Both my son and my daughter have experience with LDRs.I read this article today and was impressed with the wisdom and maturity of the sentiments.Young couples experience challenges in relationships - Life/styles: "Long distance relationships can add extra hardships to the commitments

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-49333644970013419902008-10-27T11:09:00.003-05:002008-10-27T11:35:37.620-05:00

I'm back from Denver and although I have a very busy week ahead of me, I'm still struggling with being away from Mike again.Typically, we don't go to movies when we're together. To some extent it feels like a waste of our very precious "in-person" time. In fact, we have only been to 2 movies in nearly 3 years. That's not to say we don't watch movies. We just prefer to rent them and watch from

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-19952919816958794132008-10-24T14:34:00.010-05:002008-10-24T15:34:23.191-05:00

I read a very interesting article this morning regarding how temperature affects our behavior and our attitude toward others - Hot cuppa makes you feel good about others.It started with this intriguing first line:Our judgement of someone's character can be influenced by something as simple as the temperature of a drink held in our hands, say US researchers.It went on to describe how people

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I can't believe how long it's been since I've written a post. I am just way too busy right now. So this is just to let everyone know that I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. Actually, I'm in Denver with my sweetie.I came out to help Mike host his annual Fantasy Football League Monday Night Game. Denver played the Patriots (or should I say, got creamed by the Patriots). I made meatball

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-38309472498780783362008-10-10T17:13:00.002-05:002008-10-10T17:17:27.637-05:00

I'm on a quest seeking poems and quotes relating to long-distance relationships. If you have something to submit, please send me an email: ann@alongdistancelove.com.I look forward to hearing from you.

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This may seem like a rather odd topic for a blog on long-distance relationships but keep reading and the logic will make sense.Yesterday, one of my friends told me she was having a discussion with some parents about education. She was shocked when these parents revealed that their children were no longer being taught to write in cursive. Granted this is second-hand information but it got me

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I know I haven't posted for awhile but I have a VERY good reason. I have been working diligently on the final edits of my eBook, "How to Make a Long-Distance Relationship Work". Long days and sleepless nights have gone into this project so I am thrilled to announce that the eagerly-awaited book is finally done and is online at www.alongdistancelove.com. Please take a minute to check it out.I have

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Mike left on Tuesday and I'm struggling with the separation... again. I had hoped things would get easier as I got used to the distance. After all, we've been doing this for nearly 3 years. In some ways they have gotten a little better. For instance, I've learned not to start crying the day before the visit ends. Rather, I try to enjoy every precious moment and save my tears for the hug goodbye

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It's been very busy at my house ever since Mike got here which is why I haven't written for a few days. In my last post I was describing my traumatic visit to the jewelry store where I had to leave my engagement ring to have a missing diamond replaced. I'm happy to announce that true to their word, it was ready for me on Friday. It was very fortunate because Mike was here and was able to put it

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-4188394656927927172008-09-16T14:07:00.012-05:002008-09-16T14:50:59.517-05:00

So yesterday's trip to the jewelry store was more traumatic than I anticipated. It turned out when I got there that the guy I needed to see was on a conference call that was scheduled to last for another hour and a half. I couldn't wait that long so the woman helping me suggested I give her the ring and she would take it back for him to look at it. Of course, I politely refused. I wasn't taking

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I had something happen yesterday that I would like to describe as a personal crisis but I really need to keep it in perspective. Especially in light of all the recent disasters that have affected so many people. But I'm sure you engaged women will be able to relate to my upsetting situation.I have an absolutely gorgeous engagement ring. One of my little "things" is that I won't take my ring off

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-34886582161985888222008-09-09T16:53:00.004-05:002008-09-09T18:03:55.907-05:00

I was hit in the head this past weekend. Don't worry, I'm talking figuratively here, not literally. I was reminded of something that you wouldn't think I'd forget... Remember to have fun!Sounds kind of silly, doesn't it? The thing is, we all experience stress in our lives. Some days, or even extended periods of time can be more stressful than others. Recently, Mike and I have been a little caught

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-44385588255929354952008-09-06T14:34:00.005-05:002008-09-06T15:03:24.927-05:00

Well, folks, I'm taking the plunge. I've been writing an eBook titled, "How to Make a Long-Distance Relationship Work" and it's almost ready for publication. I say almost because I'm a bit of a perfectionist and I keep editing it despite the experts advice that I just get it out there and begin working on a second book. I'm fairly certain that it will hit the Internet this week though. If you'd

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-59058360862352752592008-09-05T16:09:00.000-05:002008-09-05T16:10:54.149-05:00

It's funny how little things can have a profound impact on us. Of course, thoughts of Mike are as much a part of me as my arms and legs. But once in a while, I am struck, even overwhelmed with missing him, by some seemingly insignificant trigger. Let me tell you what happened this morning.I do a LOT of technical reading and am constantly trying to learn about and keep up with my industry. To

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I had a discussion with Mike this morning. I had a hard time articulating what was swirling around in my head but I was upset and needed to get it out. Don't get me wrong, I was not upset with Mike or anything about our relationship. In fact, it's the way Mike and I relate to each other that gives me hope that people really can learn to get along. As you can see, I'm still having trouble

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-9056075667979301392008-09-03T15:07:00.002-05:002008-09-03T15:14:27.918-05:00

Today Mike and I celebrate 34 months of glorious love, despite the 900 miles that separate us. This may seem silly to some folks, considering how "mature" Mike and I are, (and by mature I mean old) but it works for us and it's one of the many things we do to acknowledge our love and keep it strong. We used to call it a "fill-in-the-blank" month anniversary until my son pointed out that, by

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I can't believe another summer has slipped away. If I haven't mentioned this before, summer is my favorite time of year. I love it for so many reasons. When my kid's were young and I was a stay-at-home mom, it was the time of fun and leisure. Washing uniforms, packing lunches, and rushing to practices and activities was replaced by fun days at the park and trips to the library for summer reading.

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There's a country song, How Can I Help You Say Goodbye,by Patty Loveless that says, "Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same". I'm all in favor of keeping life fresh, but often, the changes leave me melancholy. This past week I left my daughter at the airport so she could return to her sophomore year of college in New York - a long way from home. My sweet Mike is about to have a

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Yesterday I wrote about Mike and eagerly anticipating football season and watching games together. Well, football is not the only sport we watch together. We also watch baseball, basketball and hockey.Right now, we're watching the Olympics but instead of the 5-7 second broadcast delay we're used to, there is a one hour difference. So I see everything an hour before Mike does. Of course, he

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Football season is fast approaching and although the summer is my favorite time of year, there is lots to look forward to. Mike and I love to spend Sunday afternoons and Monday nights watching football together. You may be wondering how we pull that off. Well, all I can say is thank you technology and especially thank you Sprint. We actually watch games while we're talking on our cell phones.

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-60824107592435976042008-08-15T11:46:00.004-05:002008-08-15T12:28:14.483-05:00

Well, I've been home from Denver for three days and it feels more like three weeks. I'm having some serious Mikie withdrawals. His next scheduled visit to Dallas is not until mid-September when he's coming for my birthday - more than a month from now! I was looking at the calendar trying to figure out when I could go back to Denver but it's not looking good any time soon. Our schedules are just

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I can't believe it's Monday and my visit with my sweetie is coming to an end. Our time apart seems painfully long while our time together flies by. We've had a great time as always. We went to a Rockies game on Friday night which they miraculously won considering their recent poor performance. It was a family night with Mike, his daughter and her boyfriend, his son and his new sweetie and me, of

AChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06890368580673614062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21289110651468670.post-24548197257234442522008-08-07T10:31:00.003-05:002008-08-07T17:02:39.706-05:00

When Mike first emailed me and I invited him for a visit, I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I had hopes there would be some romance involved. After all, I had such a huge crush on him in high school. But because we lived in different states and had children to consider, I never really thought about the possibility of it turning into a full-fledged relationship. In fact, in one of his emails to

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Long-distance relationships have been going on probably as long as humans have walked the earth. And yet, we still ask the question - can they work? The short answer is... YES! Obviously they can and do work. Nobody said they are easy.Since I've begun writing about LDRs, I've heard lots of stories. It seems nearly everyone has had some kind of LDR in their life. Often it's the high school

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So, Mike has come and gone and the visit was WONDERFUL although it zoomed by. We both agreed it went the fastest of any visit to date. Fortunately, I am going to see him this Wednesday. He invited me out to Denver to see the Mile High Nationals (drag racing) so, of course, I'm getting excited.I'm also excited about some other news in my life. I've written about this in one of my other blogs - In

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Things are pretty much back to normal for me and Mike. We've still managed to talk to each other every day. In fact, we haven't missed a day since November 2nd, 2005. The great news is he is coming for a visit on Thursday. The last few times we've been together we've had some big commitments - like my chorus' regional competition and his son's high school graduation. Consequently, we didn't get

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OK, here's some real irony. Ever since Mike and I got together, we have spoken every day. In fact we typically speak several times a day. He has a long commute and does outside sales so we usually talk on his drive to and from work and sometimes during his drive in between sales calls. Then we talk at night before he goes to bed. I keep odd hours and work from home, so to date, it hasn't been a

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Well, it's been quite a while since I've posted anything to this blog. Just like my attempts to keep a journal, I am finding it a challenge to write as often as I'd like. But I'm going to re-commit myself to this project - perhaps in a different direction than I originally intended. I'm currently writing an eBook about how to make a long-distance relationship work and I would love to get some

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Before long it was Thanksgiving Day, our first holiday together as well as our first holiday apart. I had gotten a new cell phone the night before. It was charged and ready and I was anxious to try it out. I came home from church to find a beautiful email from Mike expressing his thanks that God had brought us together. I replied in kind and followed up with a phone call on my new phone. It was

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Love and particularly long-distance love had me looking at life through a different lens. Time, especially, took on a whole new meaning. Death is never easy and the Lord knows I have experienced my share over my many years. But when the news came that the mother of one of Darcie's friends had died, it hit me very hard. She had been diagnosed with cancer in January yet it was inconceivable that

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Each day we exchanged emails and each night we talked, always with me calling Mike after 9:00 PM. With each communication I was bursting with love, and the concerns of meeting his children faded into the background. It became apparent that waiting for free cell time was not going to work long-term. As it happened, our cell phone contracts were ending at about the same time so we decided to get on

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While continuing the countdown, we talked daily, after eagerly awaiting the 9:00 PM Central strike of the clock. In a conversation on November 11th, Mike told me his kids were eager to meet me. They recognized that our relationship had become very serious in a short period of time. We also discussed how difficult it was going to be to be apart for the holidays. So while on the phone, we got on

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It was a few hours later on Wednesday that I received the following email with a Subject line: Confirmed.Hi Baby,Well, I just took the plunge for our next weekend together. Call me and we can discuss.Love,MikeSince our phone calls typically lasted over an hour, the plan we had worked out was for me to call Mike's house after 9:00 PM Central time. I would call from my cell phone so the call was

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Wednesday morning my doorbell rang unexpectedly. To my surprise and delight, there was a bouquet of roses so large, I could barely see the delivery woman. I brought them inside and tore open the card. "Thanks for a memorable weekend. All my love, Mike." My fears that Mike's feelings had changed once he got home, were diminishing. A lot of people are familiar with the famous Tyler roses but you

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After spending the day listening to love songs, smiling, crying and aching for Mike's presence, I decided to call Paul and fill him in on the weekend. He was not the least bit surprised to hear that I was madly in love. Paul is a man of few words yet strong convictions. Unbeknownst to me, he had been campaigning on my behalf for years. He said he had known all along, since those college days in

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I'm going to take a break from my story today to do something a little different. I'd like to invite everyone to share with me and the other readers, their own stories of their long distance relationships. I'd like to start posting other stories and ideas on how to maintain and cope with LDRs. My goal is have this be a comprehensive resource for the over 10,000,000 couples (that's right,

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It had been less than 7 weeks since I turned 47. In all those years I had experienced the gamut of love - puppy love, first love, lust disguised as love, committed love otherwise known as marriage, and maternal love. I had come to believe that true love was a thing of fiction - a creation of authors and screenwriters. I was willing to give that maybe, perhaps, in some small fraction of humanity,

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I awoke on Sunday morning with an incongruous combination of euphoria and dread. I had never felt love like this before but the fantasy weekend was coming to an end. Mike was leaving at 3:00 that afternoon.I sing in my church choir so we got ready and went to church. After returning home, we only had time for Mike to pack and we had to head for the airport. I sat with him as he put his things in

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Mike and I had an amazing time at dinner with my friends. He continued to impress me with his easy manner and comfort in any situation. Then again, he is a salesman. At one point when he excused himself to go to the men's room, my visiting friend, Robin, said to me, "He's obviously in love with you. The way he looks at you - he drinks you in."I was pleased at the observation but also a bit

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Tonight was the night! Darcie was going on her first date to the Homecoming dance. We had bought a stunning dress for her and by prior arrangement my best friend, Pam and her daughter, Amy were coming over to help with hair and make-up. The entire scene was reminiscent of the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy got her makeover. Mike took pictures of the three women buzzing around Darcie like honey bees.

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I've been so caught up in telling the story of me and Mike that I have neglected a very relevant sub-story. You may recall that my original invitation to Mike was partially motivated by my daughter's Homecoming football game. This year was more exciting than ever because Darcie would be going on her first real date. I knew I would be teary-eyed (remember, I'm an emotional Italian).Friday was

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Mike moved from the chair to the couch so finally I was sitting next to him. I breathed in his heavenly scent. I could practically feel the pheromones assaulting my senses. My body literally tingled as we gazed into each others' eyes and continued to get reacquainted. How was I able to carry on a conversation when the only thing running through my head was kiss me, kiss me, kiss me? I was

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We held hands in the car all the way back to my house. I could barely concentrate on driving. I hadn't had time to clean my garage (I have to admit it was a true disaster) so I parked in the front drive. My daughter was outside cleaning her car. Many people have commented how much my daughter and I look alike. What they don't know is that she looks incredibly like I did at her age. Mike took one

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Finally, the big day arrived. It was November 3, 2005. I spent the entire day putting finishing touches on my house. I spent an extreme amount of time prepping. I took a long shower, shaved with extra care and put lotion all over my body. I even spent a lot of time on my hair and make up. Well, it was as good as it gets. I took a deep breath and headed for the airport.I was a bundle of nerves and

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This blogging process is taking a little longer than I had hoped so I am going to speed the story line a bit. I will add details in future posts if they are relevant to the present.In light of the escalated story, it's time to take a step back for a little more background. Mike, Paul and I became pretty good friends during the school year '74-'75. Mike was crowned Homecoming King while I sat with

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The days went by and Mike and I continued to email each other. We had several nice phone conversations as well. As November 3rd approached, my excitement level increased to such a degree that I swear, I really was a giddy little school girl once again. Although I kept telling myself not to have expectations, I hate to admit that I was fantasizing about the possiblities. Then I reminded myself

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It wasn't long before Mike and I were on the phone discussing his travel plans. He had booked the Thursday flight. I could barely believe it; after 28 years, Mike was coming back into my life. To say I was excited would be quite the understatement. My mind was racing with all the things I had to do before his arrival in less than 3 weeks - redecorate my house, get a face lift, a tummy tuck and a

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For the last 6 years I had attended my children's high school football games alone. For some reason, I would get particularly melancholy at Homecoming games so I had invited Mike for Homecoming weekend on November 4th. Just to add a bit of encouragement, I shot off an email.Me again,It was so wonderful to hear your voice and catch up a bit. I REALLY hope you decide to come visit, if not the

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We spent about an hour on the phone catching up on 27 years. Following college graduation, Mike's life had brought him across the country to Denver via Chicago. He was in only his second job since graduating. I immediately thought how stable and loyal that made him. His wife passed away 9 years ago and he had since been raising his 2 children all alone. He sounded like a very devoted father,

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After I hit Send on my reply email, I went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for my daughter and myself. Only about 10 minutes had passed when my phone rang. I answered it without checking the caller ID and was stunned to hear the voice of my old friend.Let me pause the story to give a little background info. Mike and I had attended the same high school in Florida and although he was a year

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It's been a little over a year now since that evening in October of 2005 when I opened my email to find the following:Hey Stranger,This is a blast from the past. Paul and I had a great time at our reunion, and when I requested that the DJ play "Feelings" by Barry Manilow in honor of Paul, my thoughts fell back to you.We were reminiscing about what a special friend you were to both of us, and so I

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