We had planned to meet *sometime*, but had not put down a date.
We thought about Christmas of 98', and after talking more about it, we moved it up to
Thanksgiving of 98'. Our talks intensified, and one day in early June, Tom
said "DEE, I have 3 days during the 4th of July weekend; How about It?" I
was estatic...Yes!!! Tom searched for flights, and as the time grew
closer, we managed to find one through a travel agent here in the city in
which I live. Tom secured the flight, and YumMe (Sandy) and BED (Dave) and
I were going to travel the 2 and a half hours to get him at the airport.
The weeks before his arrival were a frantic flurry of activity. I was
boarding a homeless couple at my home, and quickly made arrangements for
them to stay at a hotel for the time that Tom was going to be here. Three
days before Tom was scheduled to arrive, I decided my long hair needed a
lift, so I got a perm. Sheesh!! Little Orphan Annie curls en mass!! Dash
to the local Wal Mart, and load up on as many bottles of conditioner as the
cart would hold, and after repeated applications, the curls gave up, and
turned into soft, lush waves.
Tom and I talked on the phone a dozen times in the last few days before our
meeting, and then July 2nd arrived!
The Airport Trip:
I checked and rechecked things in the house a number of times before I
left. Fed the fish, cats, and dogs. OPPS! Dogs out, dogs in...Dog
chasing the cat...and the cat climbs the drapes to escape. Peel the cat
off the drapes, leave on night lights, and porch light, pop the wine in the
fridg to chill...ohhhhh man...the phone is ringing. Don't answer...Dave
and Sandy are here, grinning from ear to ear, as I grab the house keys, and
fly down the steps.
The trip took 2 and 1/2 hours, plus the 22 miles extra that we went out of
our way. We stopped at the Grand Casino for dinner since we had the time,
and I chuckled as Dave popped 3 quarters into a slot maching, and I,
hoping for this time he would not hit the *big one* for it would delay us
even more. *He lost* (grins). The combination of Chinese, Italian,
Hungarian, and French food I sampled did the Mexican hat dance in my
stomach for the rest of the trip, and finally we got to the Airport. On my
final trip to the ladies room to make sure my hair had not decided to
reinact Custers last stand and do battle with me, Sandy, in a most unique
way, slid, literally oozed around the corner of the Ladies Room, and
pointed to the speakers, announcing Toms flight. *Put some Blush on
girl...your lookin' pretty white there* she advises. I am silently
chanting *I am not nervous, I am not nervous, I am not nervous*, as I pull
Toms picture out to make sure that I will recognize him, making a mental
note to look for someone with a *fresh* bruise on his nose. "Minor
accident" he had said.
People were starting to stream into the small waiting area, and I then
realized that a Jumbo Jet from Las Vegas had landed at the same time along
with the flight from Dulles! It seemed to me that the whole city of Las
Vegas was on that flight, & coupled with the Dulles flight, it was wall to
wall people. But I kept my head up, and then I saw him...Glasses, blue
shirt, blue jeans...yup....thats him!!! I wedged my way through the crowd,
coming nose to nose with this person, looking for the bruise on the nose,
and had my arms ready to hug him, when I noticed the pigtail. Not a
haircut for a squared away military man. Wrong guy!!! He looked at me,
and seemed quite willing to accept my hugs, while I mumbled an *excuse me*,
and turned, only to see Sandy having the laugh of her life. She was
enjoying this immensly. (warped sense of humor, that one!!) I go back to
scanning the crowd, when this mass of human flesh engulfs me, carrying me
out to the main terminal. Sandy is frantically pointing..."There
Dee...There!!" A body rounds the corner, and he is coming towards me. He
smiles and questions, Dee? I smiled a hello, and he pulls me close for a
hug. Tom shakes hands with Sandy and Dave, and they quickly inform us that
they will wait outside. Tom and I walk for about a minute to get his
luggage, and he stops, in the middle of the corridor, gathers me in his
arms, and really plants one on me, kissing me sweetly, whispering "Your a
keeper!" 2.2 minutes of strangeness, and that was it!! On the way home,
we reveled in the closeness of one another, cuddling, kissing, our eyes
drinking in the sight of each other. It was so natural, so very right, and
Sandy and Dave dissapeared from our own private place that lovers go to
when in each others company. The ride home flew by, and it was very late
when we arrived. I fixed Tom a bite to eat, and then here is where we
*fast forward folks*. *smiles*
We spent Friday together, reaffirming our reality of being together, and
that night Dave and Sandy had us over for a wonderful Bar-B-Que. We left
as soon as we decently could, wanting to be alone. *Hit that Fast forward
again*
Saturday and the 4th of July with our own brand of fireworks, a parade, a
trip to the local airport where there were airport dedication festivities,
along with a great band going on. Tom and I were in our own world, never
straying more then an inch apart from one another, lost in the wonder of
the love that flowed between us. Sandy, by this time, had given up even
talking to us, smiling with happiness for us. Back to my home for a quick
buffet , and then out to the shore, where all of us took a beautiful walk
on the beach. That night we attended the fireworks display, and then off
to the Casino, where I was on a phenominal winning streak, as I flitted
from machine to machine, let the bells ring, collected, and watched Tom
grinning at each win, just shaking his head. He was everything and more,
all that I had ever dreamed of in a man. Gentle, sensitive, funny,
charming, and so very, very loving. My Prince Charming, the man that I had
grown to love to the core of my very being. We kept touching, hands
locked, trying to stop the clock, this space in time. Tomorrow, Sunday,
his flight was leaving at 5:10 in the afternoon.
Sunday:
The morning went all too fast, and I knew Tom was feeling like I was. The
hands on the clock seemed to race, and all too soon, Sandy and Dave drove
into the yard. Tom brought his bags down, and I slipped into the other
room, trying to be brave.
We were on our way back to the Twin Cities, and Toms flight home. We
reached the airport all too soon, and all the way there, we clung to one
another, trying to store up the warmth of each others hugs and kisses.
Tom had to check in. The time had come. He said his goodbyes to Sandy and
Dave. He turned to me, and I felt the tears welling up, as we held each
other so very tightly, kissing, trying to prolong the moment. He kept
asking me "Are you alright?" and I could only nod, not trusting my voice. I
will never foget how tightly he held me, and then he had to go through
security. I knew that he would turn and look back at me, and I could not
handle that. I looked at him one last time, turned and walked around the
corner out of his sight, and completly lost it. Tears blinded me as I
walked out of the airport, with Sandy right beside me, bless her. We got
to the car, and drove around to the fence where his plane was getting ready
to depart. I got out of the car, and as his plane started to taxi out, it
started to rain, mingling with the tears that were streaming down my
cheeks. Leaving on that flight was my heart, and on the long drive home,
my mind kept replaying every single moment that we had spent together, his
laugh, his smile, his touch, his eyes that had searched my face these past
days, seeming to memorize my every feature.
When I arrived home, Toms coffee cup was there, his towel from his morning
shower, the lingering scent of his cologne, and a message from him on my
answering machine. He had arrived safely. "Call Me", it said. I did, and
cried again. We switched to the computer, and he soothed me. I slept that
night with the smell of his cologne on my pillows, and my dreams were
filled with images of him, us.......
As I go through my days, he walks beside me. As I make daily decisions,
they are made with the thoughts of *we*, not *me*.
We are planning on being together at Christmas again. Then again in the
Spring, and finally when I travel to see him at his retirement ceremonies,
and bring him back home with me. Because you see, we have decided that our
lives are entertwined forever, and he has asked me to be his wife. I have
accepted. For now, the phone, mail, and computer will have to do. Until
then my love...until then....*I love You* ~~Always and Forever~~
 
TOM
The day I am to meet my love, Deanna, it was a hurried day for me at work and at home. I still did not have a car, and had some issues to work with my insurance agent and get my car (hopefully..) to get to Dulles Airport, luckily I had a 9:20PM flight to Minneapolis, which gave me some leeway. After numerous calls to the car dealer saying my car would be ready by 5PM; and calling my love to let her know all was well and that I was anxious to see her, missed her, and loved her...I left work early today, caught a ride to the dealer, got my car and proceeded to the airport..figuring on heavy traffic, I left about 3 hours early to catch my connection.
Thursday - I got to the airport about 6:30Pm and I was ready for the plane to take off, so anxious to meet Dee, I walked, what seemed many miles around the airport, waiting for my flight to see my love....after a few cappi's and some newspaper reading, the time came to go, where I would spend 2 1/2 hours traveling to see her...the flight was spent thinking of her, not wanting to be nervous, (mentally) hugging and kissing her very lovingly....
I arrived in Minneapolis about 10:35PM, and the meeting area was packed wall to wall with people, I was searching all around for Dee...soon, I spotted Sandy, and looked to my left and there she was smiling so big, looking so beautiful..I hugged her tight, kissed her very softly, and said "I love you..." and told my love "she is a keeper" (a sign of our love to one another)...this was the start of something so wonderful...we left Minneapolis very shortly, and we were wrapped in each others arms, and getting to know each other on our 2+ hour ride back to Superior...it was a very beautiful ride, we talked, we laughed, we kissed and loved one another
Friday - after a long sleep, we greeted one another with a kiss, a hug and how much we loved each other...we stayed around our house, and talked about many things, sharing stories, and enjoying each other's company...the plan was to meet Sandy and Dave for a BBQ later that night, which was a chance to sit with them, chat and get to know them better...as Sandy was the one who helped us get together, and Dave her true love, who was there for support in helping Dee and I, as well as Sandy; ensuring that the "lovebirds" were doing okay. After the BBQ, we came back home, shared a drink, some fruit and retired to bed, resting very comfortably.
Saturday - after a blissful sleep, we had breakfast, and prepared for a new day together as a couple, loving each other so much. We met Sandy and Dave for the 4th of July Parade in downtown Superior. I remember it was a hot day, but very sunny, and Dee was wearing the biggest smile on her face, we seemed to be inseparable, lost in each other love, and seemingly so much in love. Sandy's daughter Krissy was in the parade, a baton twirler...and I remember Dee saying how I got a little red, as I saw later....but I was not noticing anything but my love...we left there for lunch at our house, and then went to the airport, where an air show was taking place and we walked there for a bit, before returning home...to relax before seeing the fireworks show...we saw the fireworks show at Sandy's parents place. The show was great, as Dee and I watched together, hand in hand, as I admired her beauty, her beautiful eyes, and held her very tight in my arms...never letting her go
Sunday - we woke up to a beautiful day, my last with her for now * sigh* but we tried not to think about it much, as we continued expressing our love for one another...we shared a great breakfast, and talked about our time together, and already planning another trip around Christmas...we were so much in love, and did not want to leave each other. Sandy and Dave picked up us up at out place, for the trip to Minneapolis. The 2+ hour drive seemed way too short, as I held Dee close to me, told her I loved her many times...I did not want to leave her. We both shared the sadness of impending separation, as the drive to airport continued, and I told her I loved her, and I so much want you in my life, * always and forever* ...I meant every word, as I stared in to Dee's eyes....we reached the airport at about 4:15 and we proceeded to the gate, where I got my ticket and we walked for a bit, then before I left, a tear in my eye, I told Dee I loved her so very much, as she is my life, and we will be together forever...she was feeling like I was, sad, and not wanting to depart....I said good bye to my love, and went to the waiting area, looking back hoping to catch a glimpse of my lady, I was crying, and I wanted to go back and get her and be with her....the plane left about 5:15, the trip was the longest 2+ hour of my life...Dee was all I could think about it, I tried to nap, but could not....I had to talk to her, and I did as soon as I got home, her loving voice was so beautiful, we were missing each so other badly and we chatted on the phone and ICQ into the wee hours till we felt where we could leave each other for the night...
* Dee I love you, my darling very much...the woman I will spend my life with together..always and forever....*soft kiss**....and all my love, you have my heart, and you have me, my love
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