Lori and Clyde
After communicating for a month via email and phone calls, Clyde and I finally met in person. He seemed nice enough, was very funny and completely adorable. On our third date, we went to a night baseball game. I forgot my jacket in the car and got cold, so he offered to buy a jacket or sweatshirt at the store at the ball field. I couldn’t initially describe my thinking about his offer, all I know is that suddenly I wanted the date to be over. I kept asking myself, “What is wrong with this guy? Why would he want to buy me a sweatshirt?” I wanted to go home.
Our seats were in the first row of the ball field, so I sat there being terrified that we would be on the Jumbotron while they played “Kiss Me” until we kissed. After the game, he dropped me off at my car (we had met in Denver for the game because I lived in Longmont and he lived in Aurora – about 55 miles apart), and while I was running on at the mouth about some random story, he planted a kiss on me. YIKES!
I am not sure what transpired after he kissed me, somehow I got into my car and navigated myself out of Denver, but what I do know is that I grinned all the way home. I decided that Clyde’s chivalry and kindness made me nervous because I was not used to such behavior. Needless to say, on January 8, 2009, I married the man of my dreams. If you’ve had Brussels sprouts all your life and someone hands you a brownie, you find out what you have been missing and don’t ever want to be without it again. Thanks to Dr. Neil Clark Warren and eHarmony, I don’t have to be.
I chose eHarmony for several reasons, but mostly because I have been 150% incorrect in my relationship choices. I decided to take myself out of the equation and let the experts find the perfect match for me. What I didn’t expect from the eHarmony process was that I learned a lot about myself through the questionnaire and the procedure itself. I was able to define myself and I was able to describe the person I wanted to find and avoid the kind I didn’t want. When I got matches, I could logically decide whether I wanted to pursue them or not based on the answers provided to the questions set up by eHarmony.
I now know that I have never truly been in love or truly been loved. When Clyde looks at me, he looks at me like he is a little boy looking at a very coveted toy that he has been wanting all his life. He is everything I ever wanted in a man. He is successful, smart, funny, handsome, so comfortable in his own skin, strong, loyal and adventurous. How could I not recommend a website who found the man who is so perfect for me?
I am so proud of the man I married, so thankful and blessed to have found my happy ending. Not everyone is able to experience finding a person who, as I recently heard in the movie “My Big Fat Greek Wedding,” made me feel like I came alive when I met him. I love to tell our story and brag on eHarmony because my entire life has led to Clyde and I want to give thanks where it is due.