The kiss had officially declared what we were feeling for each other. And although we were at first unsure of the future, and the next-day felt so hard because we had to say goodbye on Monday, it was a beginning of all things wonderful in our life.
Eddie was the happiest of all when I told him about what happened. He was amazed and slightly bemused because he didn’t believe that two people eventually met and got together for real over internet – I couldn’t be more thankful to him than I already was.
Our story was even published on Yahoo – about true love found on their Meetic.
It all happened so fast…
After that first visit, came more visits, and more trips for me back to Paris. It was a long-distance relationship, and as we celebrated our two months being together, J already asked to come with me to Jakarta, to visit and meet my family. He had already asked me to meet his too, at Christmas.
And on his 22nd birthday in November, that we celebrated together in Bonn at the Tacos, a hip Mexican bar in the Zentrum, he told me he wanted to move to Germany to be near to me.
“You can’t possibly want to leave everything behind in Paris?” I asked, half-hoping that he was serious.
“I do. I really do. I want to start over new with you.”
(We would have the similar conversation twice – once before Germany and once before Indonesia)
“You don’t speak German,” I said. Now that was a real obstacle.
“I’ll learn, I promise.”
He really did. In fact, less than six months after we met, he moved to Germany.
A week after arriving in Germany, we went to Indonesia, the first time ever J had stepped outside Europe – and in a country so far away he never dreamed once before that he would go.
He loved Indonesia the very moment he arrived in this country. I brought him as my Plus One at my cousin’s wedding – I finally somehow managed to do so.
He also fell in love so much with life in Indonesia that, on our way back to Germany, in the airport, he told me we should never leave, that we should just live there. It didn’t happen that year, but the year after, and we have been living and working here since.
It’s strange how love could make you do things you never thought you would. Like switching all your life to match your significant one’s life.
J had switched his life, turned it upside down so that he could be with me. Because he loved me. And I loved him so much for that, too (aside his sense of humor, his smile, his small habits and a gazillion more things in his persona). It isn’t easy changing job and country, let alone changing everything in your life altogether at the same time.
J always thought that he’d spend the rest of his life working and living in Paris, marry a girl there and pay mortgages for a flat in the nice Parisian banlieue.
Instead, we took our chance, moved to Germany and then to Indonesia. He married me, someone completely stranger, that just happened to cross his path one fine Sunday, the 1st of August 2004.
We were married 18 months after we met.
I always thought I would not get married until much much later – at 32 maybe? Or even 35. Instead I was married before I was 24.
Of course we had taken a wild, crazy bet by getting married that early and things could have not worked between us. Fortunately after the newlyweds’ dramaful adjustment phase, we just bonded closer and closer.
Today, we have been married for six years, six full years of love, commitment, trust, honesty and faith, but also six full years of understanding, adjusting, adapting, compromises. As we grow older and wiser together, our priorities changed and our goals in life, too.
Louis, you were born seven years after we met, five years after we were married, and you are the most important milestone we have reached together so far.
And I’m looking forward to more, much much more years to come, more milestones. Because the efforts of being married doesn’t stop the day you say “I do” – it is in your everyday, your whole life. It takes so much things to make a marriage work and we are still, always, making everything work.
Now you know, Louis, how I met your father. One day, on your wedding day, I hope we will be there to tell these stories. And one day, you will be able to pass on these wonderful memories to your own children.
This was how I met your father.