Matched Members 999 & 1000! Mazel Tov!

Match #: 999&1000

JWed.com is proud to annouce matched members #999 and #1000 - Shula (age 21 from NJ) & Gavi (age 23 from NY)!
This exciting milestone was reached on November 12th, 2007 when their engagement was reported to us. Their wedding will be in February of 2008 with complimentary photography services courtesy of JWed.com!
See how they met...

 Hi Gavi

I like your profile, please let me know what you think of mine!

Shula


Little did I know, that by sending this one sentence letter, I would be paving the road to be joined with my bashert. I joined JWed after my mother adamantly insisted. To appease her, I halfheartedly set up a profile and joined JWed in a search for a husband through cyberspace. On one of my daily routine strolls through the myriad of profiles, my intuition kicked into full gear.It was his warm, friendly smile that made me want to know more- something about him sat well with me. He wrote that he wanted to have a shabbos table filled with 10 guests every week- but reassured that he would help with the cooking! He made me smile and I had never met him.
I wrote to Gavi, telling him to respond if he liked my profile. I didn’t hear back from him. Some 3 weeks later, I had a message in my JWed mailbox. I didn’t think anything of it. It would be just another message that inevitably wouldn’t lead to anything.
But wait- It was Gavi! I opened the message to read:
Dear Shula
I want you to know that I joined JWed just so I could read the Email you wrote to me. (as a nonpaying member, you cant read messages sent to you. You can only see that they have been sent to you and by whom) I was so curious to see what it said. After reading your profile, I really like what I saw, and think we could be very compatible. You seem like a cool, genuine, chilled out girl, just what I am looking for. Not to mention you are veeeery pretty.
Maybe we can talk online tomorrow.
Looking forward!
Gavi
I received this letter at 2:00 AM, however I decided to respond, figuring he could read it in the morning.
Dear Gavi,
It’s about time mister! I wrote to you weeks ago. Anyway, I’m glad you want to talk, you can reach me tomorrow online, and we can chat.
I’m looking forward to talking with you.
Shula
That night I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t stop racing-something was wrong. My email to Gavi- it was too vague and casual. I knew this guy was worth a date, so why not just give him my phone? I just kept thinking,

I want to go out with him before someone else gets to him.

I pushed myself out of bed, and logged onto JWed with anticipation.

One last email to Gavi would settle my mind.


Dear Gavi,
Ok, so scratch that last email I sent you.
I just have a good feeling about you. So I think its probably best if we skip the whole AIM charade, and just talk on the phone.
So I am about to do something I have NEVER, EVER done. I’m going to give you my phone number.
If you don’t feel comfortable with it, that’s fine.
However, If you are as cool and confident as you come across on your profile, Im sure I will hear from you.
Shula

The next morning, I awoke to find a missed call on my cell phone from a number I didn’t recognize. Annoyed that anyone could have the audacity to call me at 3:00 AM , I listened to my voicemail.
It was Gavi!
His voice fit, the spunky, lively personality that he so expertly portrayed on his profile- and it was 3:00!  That day I called him back, and we spoke for a long time. We just clicked, and I felt like I could talk to him forever. That night I called up my best friend and told her to get a calendar and a pen. I told her to mark down that this was the day that I knew that I was going to marry Gavi even though I had never met him.
Needless to say, to this day, I credit Hashem and my womanly intuition that inspired me to be so forward and brazen with pursuing Gavi on JWed. As Gavi once so eloquently put it, JWed was merely the catalyst in which Hashem brought us together.
We had our third date on my birthday. Gavi greeted me with roses, and took me out for a wonderful dinner at a beautiful restaurant. The feeling of excitement we both shared that night didn’t seem to go away. Being together with Gavi just felt right. He made me feel whole, in a way I had never felt before. Life took on a new meaning for both of us.
“I’m going to marry you”, Gavi told me quite randomly one night, while celebrating his birthday together over dinner.  I could only smile, as I contemplated the impact of his statement.
Gavi had become my best friend, confidant, and most loyal companion. While out to dinner a few weeks later, Gavi and I shared the same giddy excitement that we had shared months ago on our third date. We shared a beautiful and intimate dinner when Gavi mentioned that we had been dating for quite some time. As a matter of fact it was the day that marked 6 months since the day we first went out.
Gavi kept patting his coat pocket, and  seemed quite nervous. We ordered dessert, as I tried to dissuade myself that Gavi was possibly proposing, as to not be disappointed if he didn’t.
Things tend to blur from here on. I do remember Gavi pushing our dinner table to the side of the room. I remember him getting on one knee, and pulling something out of his pocket. He opened a box to reveal a ring. I looked into his eyes, and saw the sweetest, most tentative warmth. Shula, will you be my wife? Will you marry me?
In the blur of excitement I’m sure I said yes, as the evidence of that life changing night sits shiny on my finger, and memories etched warmly in my heart. As I look back on everything that Gavi and I have been through, I know that we have the, wisdom, passion, and unity to approach our life together. Gavi will be my husband, and I his wife.
Our neshamos are finally at peace, as they have helped us conquer one of life’s most difficult pursuits.  The pursuit of joining together to create a powerful unit, that can live, love and honor each other together. My heart is filled with love, and my soul with clarity. Nothing has ever felt so right, or true. Nothing has ever felt, so “bashert”.

 

 

 

 

Matched Members 999 & 1000! Mazel Tov!

JWed.com is proud to annouce matched members #999 and #1000 - Shula (age 21 from NJ) & Gavi (age 23 from NY)!
This exciting milestone was reached on November 12th, 2007 when their engagement was reported to us. Their wedding will be in February of 2008 with complimentary photography services courtesy of JWed.com!
See how they met...

 Hi Gavi

I like your profile, please let me know what you think of mine!

Shula


Little did I know, that by sending this one sentence letter, I would be paving the road to be joined with my bashert. I joined JWed after my mother adamantly insisted. To appease her, I halfheartedly set up a profile and joined JWed in a search for a husband through cyberspace. On one of my daily routine strolls through the myriad of profiles, my intuition kicked into full gear.It was his warm, friendly smile that made me want to know more- something about him sat well with me. He wrote that he wanted to have a shabbos table filled with 10 guests every week- but reassured that he would help with the cooking! He made me smile and I had never met him.
I wrote to Gavi, telling him to respond if he liked my profile. I didn’t hear back from him. Some 3 weeks later, I had a message in my JWed mailbox. I didn’t think anything of it. It would be just another message that inevitably wouldn’t lead to anything.
But wait- It was Gavi! I opened the message to read:
Dear Shula
I want you to know that I joined JWed just so I could read the Email you wrote to me. (as a nonpaying member, you cant read messages sent to you. You can only see that they have been sent to you and by whom) I was so curious to see what it said. After reading your profile, I really like what I saw, and think we could be very compatible. You seem like a cool, genuine, chilled out girl, just what I am looking for. Not to mention you are veeeery pretty.
Maybe we can talk online tomorrow.
Looking forward!
Gavi
I received this letter at 2:00 AM, however I decided to respond, figuring he could read it in the morning.
Dear Gavi,
It’s about time mister! I wrote to you weeks ago. Anyway, I’m glad you want to talk, you can reach me tomorrow online, and we can chat.
I’m looking forward to talking with you.
Shula
That night I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t stop racing-something was wrong. My email to Gavi- it was too vague and casual. I knew this guy was worth a date, so why not just give him my phone? I just kept thinking,

I want to go out with him before someone else gets to him.

I pushed myself out of bed, and logged onto JWed with anticipation.

One last email to Gavi would settle my mind.


Dear Gavi,
Ok, so scratch that last email I sent you.
I just have a good feeling about you. So I think its probably best if we skip the whole AIM charade, and just talk on the phone.
So I am about to do something I have NEVER, EVER done. I’m going to give you my phone number.
If you don’t feel comfortable with it, that’s fine.
However, If you are as cool and confident as you come across on your profile, Im sure I will hear from you.
Shula

The next morning, I awoke to find a missed call on my cell phone from a number I didn’t recognize. Annoyed that anyone could have the audacity to call me at 3:00 AM , I listened to my voicemail.
It was Gavi!
His voice fit, the spunky, lively personality that he so expertly portrayed on his profile- and it was 3:00!  That day I called him back, and we spoke for a long time. We just clicked, and I felt like I could talk to him forever. That night I called up my best friend and told her to get a calendar and a pen. I told her to mark down that this was the day that I knew that I was going to marry Gavi even though I had never met him.
Needless to say, to this day, I credit Hashem and my womanly intuition that inspired me to be so forward and brazen with pursuing Gavi on JWed. As Gavi once so eloquently put it, JWed was merely the catalyst in which Hashem brought us together.
We had our third date on my birthday. Gavi greeted me with roses, and took me out for a wonderful dinner at a beautiful restaurant. The feeling of excitement we both shared that night didn’t seem to go away. Being together with Gavi just felt right. He made me feel whole, in a way I had never felt before. Life took on a new meaning for both of us.
“I’m going to marry you”, Gavi told me quite randomly one night, while celebrating his birthday together over dinner.  I could only smile, as I contemplated the impact of his statement.
Gavi had become my best friend, confidant, and most loyal companion. While out to dinner a few weeks later, Gavi and I shared the same giddy excitement that we had shared months ago on our third date. We shared a beautiful and intimate dinner when Gavi mentioned that we had been dating for quite some time. As a matter of fact it was the day that marked 6 months since the day we first went out.
Gavi kept patting his coat pocket, and  seemed quite nervous. We ordered dessert, as I tried to dissuade myself that Gavi was possibly proposing, as to not be disappointed if he didn’t.
Things tend to blur from here on. I do remember Gavi pushing our dinner table to the side of the room. I remember him getting on one knee, and pulling something out of his pocket. He opened a box to reveal a ring. I looked into his eyes, and saw the sweetest, most tentative warmth. Shula, will you be my wife? Will you marry me?
In the blur of excitement I’m sure I said yes, as the evidence of that life changing night sits shiny on my finger, and memories etched warmly in my heart. As I look back on everything that Gavi and I have been through, I know that we have the, wisdom, passion, and unity to approach our life together. Gavi will be my husband, and I his wife.
Our neshamos are finally at peace, as they have helped us conquer one of life’s most difficult pursuits.  The pursuit of joining together to create a powerful unit, that can live, love and honor each other together. My heart is filled with love, and my soul with clarity. Nothing has ever felt so right, or true. Nothing has ever felt, so “bashert”.

 

 

 

 

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