DrawingTheLine
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(if the time lines don't add up exactly...give this poor slave some slack, it's not like I wrote down dates and times of each wonderful event. lol)
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Back around 2003 (I think), Master and I met through Collar.me.
Neither one of us is certain who contacted whom first. But somebody obviously did. I remember the excitement of those first few emails though I don't remember the details. I wish I still had them!
We started exchanging emails through this sites server. After a few months we switched to our private emails outside of Collar.me. Not long after that we braved real phone calls. I think we talked by phone for about a year.
I believe it's accurate to say that it was about 1 1/2 years after first contact that we met for the first time.
Master had to travel very close to my home town for his job.
It was my birthday weekend. I remember thinking this was a good sign. I arrived on Friday evening and we had the most wonderful meeting.
The next evening...my mother was admitted to intensive care (back in my home town). I was a mess. I couldn't make the drive that night (I'm fairly night blind) and stressed as I was, it wasn't a good idea.
The poor man had to take care of a distraught woman instead of what we both had intended.
He really was my hero.
I left early on Sunday and we went back to talking on the phone.
A month later (to the day) his work, once again, sent him to another state for a conference. He was only going to be 4 hours from me. I made that weekend my priority and moved a lot of problems out of my way to make it happen.
That weekend was everything our first weekend should have been.
Sometime during the next year I went to where he lived for a visit. I drove the 12+ hours by myself and had a wonderful weekend. It was rough, but making that drive was totally worth it! (I had a safe call as well)
About a year later he invited me to an event (non-lifestyle) that he'd been volunteering with for many years. I was having problems with my feelings for him during this time. I was realizing they were pretty serious but neither of us was looking for "that.”
We spent 5 days together in rough style camping (tents, port-a-potties). Laying in the tent one evening, cuddled up to him, I realized that I loved him. My heart did a flip and my brain shut down for a moment. So, being who I am and how honest we were with each other, I told him.
I made sure to follow up my declaration by acknowledging that I knew we could do nothing about it, but I wanted him to know. His words to me were so sweet. That entire visit was a huge eye opener for both of us.
But life hadn't changed. Each of us still had our personal lives and they, quite simply, did not match up. I had no intention of moving to be with him (he lived on the East coast and I lived in the Midwest).
I'd had bad relationships in the past and his own experiences had made him cautious as well. Needless to say, we were both a bit gun shy.
About another year after that... We knew we had to try. Our emotions were so intense. They were lasting through the inevitable issues that arise during (what was fast becoming) a long distance relationship.
I was asked to come and live with him.
I struggled. Certain things in my life were important and I couldn't responsibly change them. I thought it was my duty to continue how I was regardless of how unhappy my life was making me (no... I wasn't married or in a relationship).
As I struggled over my choices, time passed. Slowly, the things that concerned me the most in my life, changed. My reasons for not moving seemed to evaporate one by one.
Well, I have ears and eyes! I saw what life was telling me. "Live you damn girl! Take this chance."
I made my decision. I believed in this man. I trusted him. He'd shown himself time and again to be everything he said he was: Loyal, patient, intelligent, very honest, protective and loving and the Master he said he was. He'd also shown me things he never mentioned and all of these things decided me.
For the year or more that I needed to get ready for my move, he flew me out almost every month to spend the weekend with him. While this was a heavy financial burden, my Master has a way of putting his head down and pushing through the obstacles in his path.
On one of our trips he took me to NYC and had my upper ear pierced. I was so scared! I'd always wanted to do this but never had the nerve. I still have it pierced with the same capture bead he bought for me that day.
August of 2008 I moved to be with him. I packed up everything I owned (I had two moving PODS full of things) and my car and headed out East. I made sure I was here in time to attend our annual event!
When we arrived at our camp site and had ourselves situated, Master presented me with his collar. It is a beautiful thick link chain with a heart locket. He put something in side of it that is a special thing between the two of us.
We've had lots of ups and downs. The first year was like mashing our entire long distance relationship into a tiny space. All the ups and downs were rough but we were determined. Neither of us made the decision to be with each other on a whim. I'm learning and struggling. I'm finding things out about me that I didn't realize were "in" there. These things make our journey together....intense at times but also wonderful.
Again... he is my hero. I love him so much. He points in the direction or leads me down the right road. Sometimes I wander off, I forget to be mindful of my emotions or lack the transparency that our type of relationship requires. He's always there though to point, nudge, push or spank me into the right direction…sometimes more forcefully than others.
On my birthday of 2010, my Master asked me to marry him and presented me with his ring. Once again my birthday was connected with him and an event I’ll remember for ever.
I told him, “This is the 3rd time you've put a circle on my body."
We are currently in the beginning stages of planning our wedding. I’m working really hard to make it on my birthday.
There are a lot of crazy people on Collar.me, a lot of fakes/wannabes. Neither of us can believe that we met here...of all places. So my advice to anyone is the advice you've heard before.
Take your time. There is no rush. If you want to be sure there is only the sure and steady way.
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