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A Dream Come True

A Dream Come True

My friends noticed the change in me that I was spending more time on the net and constantly reading or writing email. I've shared my secret with them hoping that they will understand. Most of them thought it downright nuts. "Long distance relationships don't work. what do you think how long can it last?" Those were the kind of comments I was hearing.

Perhaps it was only my female friends who displayed more empathy. I waived them off and forged ahead still deeper in the relationship. As time went by, our communication became more in-depth and intimate.

Christmas arrived and after having received some faxes, one afternoon what I had feared yet anticipated had happened. She phoned. My heart was beating in my throat and I thought I would pass out. Her voice was so beautiful and charming yet completely different from what I've imagined. I found myself unable to utter a complete sentence and the little English I knew seemed to drop as mosaics pieces from my head.

After the phone call I was sort of embarrassed and wrote an email to her in which I apologised for disappointing her. To my surprise she responded that she was not at all disappointed and that she liked my voice. We agreed that next time I would try to be less nervous. Then I rushed out to buy some small surprise Christmas gifts for her.

I sent the package off and with that I succeeded in surprising her. She was very happy and said that she'd never received such a gift from a boy before. They were nothing much really, a clay figurine, a silver necklace with her zodiac sign as a medal and some greeting cards.

From then on we've taken every opportunity to surprise each other with something small. For Valentines Day I sent her a series of seven cards with huge letters in each, when all gathered she could spell the most beautiful sentence. By then she believed what I'd known for months.

She loves me and I love her. But I've still not seen her. Sometime around Easter I tried to convince her to send me at least a tiny picture of herself. She rejected the idea saying that she was fat and ugly and hated to be photographed. I did not leave it at that, but continued to badger her gently for photos. A while later she wrote an email that soon I would be receiving photos in snail mail.

When the yellow envelope finally arrived I took a long time to debate whether I should open it. I kept thinking what if she is telling the truth and looks the way she said? I finally got through that hurdle and decided that it was not her that attracted me to her. At that point I realised that I could accept her even if she was not beautiful. I opened the envelope slowly and when I saw the photos my blood went cold.

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