It was painful, but I continued my life. A year after that I met another man and having relationship with him for five wonderful years. Unfortunately, again I have to let him go. After him, I becoming a person over selected to any relation approaching me. Too afraid to have the painful feeling.
Until one day, I fall in love to my best friend. Kind of awkward to admit it at first. But I was glad that he has the mutual feeling. Again, after several years apart, and only meeting during holiday and weekend, he proposed me. I was shocked. Not that I didn't love him, but I just not ready to get married this soon. After holding it for several times, I finally said I do.
A simple marriage was held in his country, as we expected, very simple small party. Only families were invited.
Our marriage didn't change our way of living. Basically, we live in my country, and from time to time, he will travel to Netherlands or Lebanon for his job as a Investigator and Lawyer for United Nations. His travelling hours is really high. But I know it for sure and it was not something to complain. I live with it ever since I know him.
Winter 2011. My husband bought us ticket to England. Not a very good decision to spend winter time in there, very windy and very cold. But we always made that kind of decision about travelling. Be spontaneous. The thing was, only two days after we arrived in Europe, my husband got emergency called to Lebanon. Not to ruin the rest of vacation, he left me in cold Europe and he left for Mid-East war.
Travelling solo was not a big deal for me. So I just enjoy it. Until one night, I was online on the internet and wishing people Merry Christmas, my ex Dutch man emailed me a Christmas wishes. So then we exchange our messenger id and continue the talking. We were friend, so it was cool. Knowing that I was in England, 3 hours away from his place, he wanted to meet me in person. That night we talked on the messenger service for more than 8 hours. The longest time ever in our live.
My Dutch man: married with 2 children.
The following day, my Dutch man simply showed up in my hotel lobby. I missed him so much, I must say. He did as well. Later on that day we spent walking around cold Southampton, holding hands.
Nothing was planned, or we merely has it in our longing mind, we spent the night, the day, the night, the day and again until I had to fly back to my country. We believe we still deeply in love for each other. We don't know where it is going to lead, but we had such a wonderful time. He took me to the airport and said good bye.
Here I am on the long journey plane, writing all of this stuff.
My husband is the best I could I asked for. He is my best friend, he has passion as big as I have about this wonderful world. We share many good and best experience in live. We love nature, we love tropical island, we love diving. And we event share the same birthday. Yes, unbelievable!
I had the best one with me. But I am doing this for the better one.
Mad world.
