How, or where...

I met my longtime (20+ years) SO at work. On her first day at the company, she was being walked around and introduced to others by her supervisor. When I shook her hand, the first and only thing that went through my head was “I have to get to know her.” That took - oh - about ten years to happen.
 
Outlaw, hope I wasn't prying!
Not at all. Maybe I looked too much into things. I don't know. But talking - even to someone I've never met for four and a half months nearly everyday for hours at a time and I just felt like I did. The board just got all political with things that have happened as of late, and it's caused a divide and that administrator just doesn't care. About anything. And it's caused a divide. Biggest one on a message board I've ever seen. And anyone that tried to say anything about it was either ignored or censored. But that should sum up most of what happened. Apologies if I went a little overboard.
 
Not at all. Maybe I looked too much into things. I don't know. But talking - even to someone I've never met for four and a half months nearly everyday for hours at a time and I just felt like I did. The board just got all political with things that have happened as of late, and it's caused a divide and that administrator just doesn't care. About anything. And it's caused a divide. Biggest one on a message board I've ever seen. And anyone that tried to say anything about it was either ignored or censored. But that should sum up most of what happened. Apologies if I went a little overboard.
Oh, okay.
 
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I met my SO in the Hag and Cauldron - a virtual pub buried in the corner of a pagan website. I would sometimes serve behind the bar as the Elf who ran it was terrible at service and was usually drunk or asleep. She would always bring cake.
It was actually very good visualisation practice as you had to remember where everything was, and different people would often leave items behind, and get them later.

It was about a year later when we met in person, by which time we already knew each other.
 
I met my SO in the Hag and Cauldron - a virtual pub buried in the corner of a pagan website. I would sometimes serve behind the bar as the Elf who ran it was terrible at service and was usually drunk or asleep. She would always bring cake.
It was actually very good visualisation practice as you had to remember where everything was, and different people would often leave items behind, and get them later.

It was about a year later when we met in person, by which time we already knew each other.
I felt virtual happy for you both!

Were you both fortunate enough to be located physically nearby? Or did you guys have to journey to meet up Rowan?

Do you both still frequent that virtual pub?
 
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44 years ago, my mom signed me up for a "match up" service. It was the "new" thing. I got a phone # to call, left a message for the guy, who then called me back a little curtly. I had identified myself with my name and given my call back number. Turns out, my name at the time (was married once before) was exactly the same as his ex-wife. First, middle and last. He at first thought he was talking to her. We drove the IRS crazy for a bit until they figured out I was a different Debi. lol First date was to the drive in to see The Exorcist...during which I kept explaining the why's and wherefore's of the movie, to his dismay.
Two questions if you might entertain answering either Debi:

1. How did your (future) husband react to you narrating the Exorcist?

2. At what point did you “come out mystically” to him?