Before starting with this post I want to share with you that I already read Matched. If you want to read my review go here: www.goodreads.com/review/show/137244579
With all these holidays, I didn't work on the translation, but I did work on the revision, so I don't need to ask for your help with new words.
In exchange I am going to tell you something more about me. You have been so friendly and so good with me that I thought that the better way to thank you was with a little bit of me.
I am going to talk about my love story. Today my husband and I remembered all we lived through, and I thought that was a good thing for sharing.
It all starts in March of the year 2000. I was 18 years old, lived in Mexico City and was in my last year of high school but I already had the acceptance for the university I wanted.
One day, a friend from high school and I were working together on homework using Yahoo messenger, when suddenly mine stopped working. My friend called me and told me to enter a chat she knew from Spain where no one will know us and that we could chat via private chat.
So, I did it. I entered the chat and suddenly a message from pin28 appeared on my screen. We started to chat, he told me he was from Madrid and was 28 years old. We chatted while I did my homework for almost 2 hours. When I was closing the chat my best friend arrived to my house, in that moment an email from pin28 arrived. He wrote me about how much he enjoyed talking with me and that he would like to do it again.
I turned to look at my friend, who was obviously reading over my shoulder, and saw that she was pale.
"What's wrong" I say to her.
"I don't like this"
"Why you don't like this? It's not like I am going to meet the guy. He is in Madrid!"
"That's what I don't like!"
"I don't want to fall in love and you know it. relax!"
But my friend knew what she was talking about, day after day we chatted or spoke on the phone for hours. He spoke to me in the late night of Madrid that was my afternoon because of the time difference.(7 hours)
One day he started sending me emails every hour and we spoke all day. I knew everything he liked and didn't like. I knew he didn't want to fall in love because of a bad relationship, just like me. I knew were he was, I knew his friends. (They were on the phone many times when I talked to him.)
On March 10th, an email arrived. An email from him. In it, he told me that he was in love with me, that he can't understand why since we had never met, but that he wanted to have an exclusive relationship. (He denies this but I have the email ha!) I was in love with him even if it sounds strange. I felt that I knew every one of his thoughts or feelings. I felt more connected to this man on the other side of the Atlantic than to anyone else nearby.
The months kept going with our love growing, by that time even my parents knew about him and that I was having a relationship with him.
One day my father came to speak to me. He was worried that I was falling in love with someone I had never seen before. He reminded me that every summer we went to Galicia, Spain, to see my grandparents, and he suggested that I go a week early with my mother to Madrid. There, I could meet him and also see the city. Of course he told me that my mother would have to be present when I met him for the first time.
I was so happy!! My father was giving me the best opportunity to see if this was for real or a game. (Although I never thought it was a game.)
I called Carlos (my husband's name) and told him the news. He was so so happy! We cried together on the phone.
The next day an email arrived. In it, he asked me to listen to song number 8 of the "Musica Es" CD, by Eros Ramazotti, our favorite singer. I went into the living room and put on the song. When it started and I heard the first words, big tears fell down my cheeks. My father was pale and my mother was excited. The song started: "For you I will marry". Now you know why my father was pale! The whole song said all of the things he liked about me and that he will marry me. I got the phone and called him, asking what he was trying to tell me with that song.
"You really don't know what I am trying to say to you?", he says.
"I think I do but I am not sure."
"I am asking you to marry me, I love you. If when we see each other we see that this is real, that we are really in love, I want you to marry me. I don't want to wait a year to see you again. I don't want to risk what we have."
"Yes, I want to marry you, but only if both of us feel the same in Madrid."
So the days went by. I was excited. My friend cried all day telling me that I wasn't going to come back and I deep in my heart knew she was right.
June 14th came and I was in Madrid, waiting for him to come meet me and my mother. The moment I saw him I knew it was him, the love of my life. I felt the butterflies in my stomach and I knew that he was real. We spent the whole day together and my mother, by the end of the day, let us go to a restaurant alone. There he asked me again if I wanted to marry him and I said yes.
That very June 14th, after 3 months in a relationship, I knew I wanted to marry him. I don't have to tell you that our first dance was to that song. (Every body cried while he sang to me.) We married the 4th of November of that same year and I moved to Madrid. Yes I moved at 19 years old, leaving behind the university I chose and my whole life. I wasn't afraid, I knew this was what I needed to do. We lived there for 5 years and now we are in Mexico City. We have been married for 10 years now.
I know we had luck, that many stories of internet love don't end like that. Destiny put us together in that chat. Destiny found the way to make us meet even if we where miles away.
I hope I didn't bore you with my love story but it is very important to me and wanted to share it with you all.
Have a great Monday!
Ps: Sorry if there are any mistakes on this post. I wanted to share this story like a novel but I ended with my baby next to me and I don't think I can get back to the computer until tomorrow. So I shared it like it came to my mind without showing only telling....
Big thanks to :whitehousemom for helping me correct this post and teaching me! I have amazing friends in LJ!!