When the doorbell rang, I was too nervous to get up!

Match #: 299&300

HER SIDE:
When the doorbell rang I was too nervous to get up. I was staying at my best friend’s house in Toronto, and that’s where Shmuel picked me up. When the doorbell rang, she frantically started nudging me and saying, “Get up, he’s here.” I was too nervous to stand, and surely too nervous to look him in the eyes.
This was the moment I had been waiting for nearly a month, and now I froze.
Since messaging me on JWed, Shmuel and I had emailed and sent pictures everyday for nearly a month. He had driven 10 hours from New York to Toronto to meet me, and I couldn’t even look him in the eyes.
Somehow I managed to walk over to him and, while staring at his shoes, exit the house. After about 5 minutes in the car I went from the most nervous I’d ever been to the most comfortable I’d ever been. We immediately started laughing and joking around. Once we got to the hotel lobby, the conversation turned a bit more serious, and we began to talk about our families and how we became religious.
The time flew faster for me then when I was a child at Disneyland. When he dropped me back at my friend’s house, he winked and said, “So…want to go out again?” We both knew the answer.


We decided to go out the next day, as we were both only in town a few more days. That was the longest night ever. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding, and I surely wasn’t going to get any sleep. I had never been that happy before, and interestingly, that comfortable. I felt like Shmuel and I were old friends, yet with the spark of something brand new.
So the next morning came…and I stood by the window waiting for him to pick me up. We took a ferry to Centre Island amusement park. He already felt comfortable enough to rock the gondola and tease me about falling off. After going on a few rides, we walked across the bridge into a beautiful open meadow with flocks of birds encircling and then landing as if in a dance. We sat down on a bench and began to talk more. Again the conversation grew serious. Shmuel asked me what type of school I would want to send my children to….(now we talk about which school we want to send our children to).
Chinuch was one of many “life” conversations Shmuel and I had in that park.
When he pulled up in front of my friend’s house to take me home, the question was not, “Do you want to go out again,” but, “What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”
The nights felt like they kept getting longer until he’d come pick me up again.
After a few days, we both had to leave. I had to fly back to California and Shmuel had to drive 10 hours back to New York. As soon as we both got back we planned my next trip to visit him in New York.


We spoke on the phone every night for hours, and I counted down the days until I’d go see him. Driving back to the airport after the trip was one of the hardest things I have done. As he would walk away from me, I felt like he was taking my heart with him. Because I felt so empty without him, I knew I had to be forever with him.
And now I am…
After a total of 2 months and 3 trips back and forth he proposed when he flew to California for Simchas Torah.. He took me to his favorite place…the beach. As the sun set he asked me to take off my sunglasses so we could be eye to eye. Somehow I wasn’t nervous to look him in the eye this time.
And he asked… …and I was speechless.
HIS SIDE
My first intention in e-mailing Sarah was not to find the girl of my dreams.
Sarah didn’t list her name on her profile, but did list that she was originally from LA and went to college in Santa Cruz, CA. Several years earlier, I had gone on a tour in Israel with a girl who also grew up in LA and went to college in Santa Cruz. I just wanted to say hi to this girl I had been friendly with on this tour but had no intention in dating. To my surprise the girl was not the one I had thought was on my Israel trip, but my basheret.
From the first correspondence, I could tell Sarah had a good sense of humor. I wrote on my profile that I enjoyed snowboarding, and she said that she would wave to my from the bunny slopes. As we continued to e-mail, I was amazed how much we had in common and how similar our life goals were. We both had become frum through Lubavitch and were committed to living our lives and raising our family in that path. The fact that Sarah was 3,000 miles away in Los Angeles didn’t intimidate me. I had flown to LA several times before, and I didn’t mind getting out of the New York weather. Luckily, Sarah planned to visit her best friend in Toronto at the end of summer, so a month after our first correspondence, I drove 10 hours to Toronto to meet her.
The anticipation was intense.
We had been e-mailing each other almost on a daily basis and had exchanged photos, but nothing would compare to meeting face to face. When I first saw her I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her face seemed angelic even though she was too shy to look me in the eye. It only several minutes for her shyness to fade and her lively personality to emerge. I felt a comfort around Sarah that I had never experienced with anyone before. We talked for hours about almost everything that weekend in Toronto.
After that weekend we decided we must continue to see each other. Several weeks later Sarah flew to New York for an extended weekend. Each date I felt more sure that this was the woman I would marry. After that weekend, we decided that I would come to Los Angeles for the last days of Succos and Simchas Torah. I told myself that if everything went well that visit, I would propose.
We spent a lot of time together during the holiday, and I felt the bond between us strengthening. After meeting her family Sunday after Simchas Torah, I decided the time was right, and there was no reason to wait any longer. I drove her to the beach, and while watching the sunset I proposed.
Now ten months since our wedding, I never knew I could be so happy.
Since I met Sarah my heart sings with joy everyday!


Sarah and Shmuel, JWed Couple#150, were married on the 14 Tevet 5765, December 26, 2004.

When the doorbell rang, I was too nervous to get up!

HER SIDE:
When the doorbell rang I was too nervous to get up. I was staying at my best friend’s house in Toronto, and that’s where Shmuel picked me up. When the doorbell rang, she frantically started nudging me and saying, “Get up, he’s here.” I was too nervous to stand, and surely too nervous to look him in the eyes.
This was the moment I had been waiting for nearly a month, and now I froze.
Since messaging me on JWed, Shmuel and I had emailed and sent pictures everyday for nearly a month. He had driven 10 hours from New York to Toronto to meet me, and I couldn’t even look him in the eyes.
Somehow I managed to walk over to him and, while staring at his shoes, exit the house. After about 5 minutes in the car I went from the most nervous I’d ever been to the most comfortable I’d ever been. We immediately started laughing and joking around. Once we got to the hotel lobby, the conversation turned a bit more serious, and we began to talk about our families and how we became religious.
The time flew faster for me then when I was a child at Disneyland. When he dropped me back at my friend’s house, he winked and said, “So…want to go out again?” We both knew the answer.


We decided to go out the next day, as we were both only in town a few more days. That was the longest night ever. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding, and I surely wasn’t going to get any sleep. I had never been that happy before, and interestingly, that comfortable. I felt like Shmuel and I were old friends, yet with the spark of something brand new.
So the next morning came…and I stood by the window waiting for him to pick me up. We took a ferry to Centre Island amusement park. He already felt comfortable enough to rock the gondola and tease me about falling off. After going on a few rides, we walked across the bridge into a beautiful open meadow with flocks of birds encircling and then landing as if in a dance. We sat down on a bench and began to talk more. Again the conversation grew serious. Shmuel asked me what type of school I would want to send my children to….(now we talk about which school we want to send our children to).
Chinuch was one of many “life” conversations Shmuel and I had in that park.
When he pulled up in front of my friend’s house to take me home, the question was not, “Do you want to go out again,” but, “What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”
The nights felt like they kept getting longer until he’d come pick me up again.
After a few days, we both had to leave. I had to fly back to California and Shmuel had to drive 10 hours back to New York. As soon as we both got back we planned my next trip to visit him in New York.


We spoke on the phone every night for hours, and I counted down the days until I’d go see him. Driving back to the airport after the trip was one of the hardest things I have done. As he would walk away from me, I felt like he was taking my heart with him. Because I felt so empty without him, I knew I had to be forever with him.
And now I am…
After a total of 2 months and 3 trips back and forth he proposed when he flew to California for Simchas Torah.. He took me to his favorite place…the beach. As the sun set he asked me to take off my sunglasses so we could be eye to eye. Somehow I wasn’t nervous to look him in the eye this time.
And he asked… …and I was speechless.
HIS SIDE
My first intention in e-mailing Sarah was not to find the girl of my dreams.
Sarah didn’t list her name on her profile, but did list that she was originally from LA and went to college in Santa Cruz, CA. Several years earlier, I had gone on a tour in Israel with a girl who also grew up in LA and went to college in Santa Cruz. I just wanted to say hi to this girl I had been friendly with on this tour but had no intention in dating. To my surprise the girl was not the one I had thought was on my Israel trip, but my basheret.
From the first correspondence, I could tell Sarah had a good sense of humor. I wrote on my profile that I enjoyed snowboarding, and she said that she would wave to my from the bunny slopes. As we continued to e-mail, I was amazed how much we had in common and how similar our life goals were. We both had become frum through Lubavitch and were committed to living our lives and raising our family in that path. The fact that Sarah was 3,000 miles away in Los Angeles didn’t intimidate me. I had flown to LA several times before, and I didn’t mind getting out of the New York weather. Luckily, Sarah planned to visit her best friend in Toronto at the end of summer, so a month after our first correspondence, I drove 10 hours to Toronto to meet her.
The anticipation was intense.
We had been e-mailing each other almost on a daily basis and had exchanged photos, but nothing would compare to meeting face to face. When I first saw her I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her face seemed angelic even though she was too shy to look me in the eye. It only several minutes for her shyness to fade and her lively personality to emerge. I felt a comfort around Sarah that I had never experienced with anyone before. We talked for hours about almost everything that weekend in Toronto.
After that weekend we decided we must continue to see each other. Several weeks later Sarah flew to New York for an extended weekend. Each date I felt more sure that this was the woman I would marry. After that weekend, we decided that I would come to Los Angeles for the last days of Succos and Simchas Torah. I told myself that if everything went well that visit, I would propose.
We spent a lot of time together during the holiday, and I felt the bond between us strengthening. After meeting her family Sunday after Simchas Torah, I decided the time was right, and there was no reason to wait any longer. I drove her to the beach, and while watching the sunset I proposed.
Now ten months since our wedding, I never knew I could be so happy.
Since I met Sarah my heart sings with joy everyday!


Sarah and Shmuel, JWed Couple#150, were married on the 14 Tevet 5765, December 26, 2004.

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