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How It All Began

Craigslist. Yes, we met on Craigslist. Many may wonder, how in the world did that work out? I've heard horror stories of people who have been killed over something on CL. That was not the case when I met Suzie (obviously, since we are both still alive and not in prison). I guess I need to start from the beginning.

After the divorce, I had tried all sorts of ways to meet new people. It was definitely out of my comfort zone to initiate talking to a female. After several months, I eventually gave up on the paid dating sites. I cancelled my subscriptions and just walked away from it all. 

I decided one night to try the personal section on CL. I clicked on "Strictly Platonic" then W4M. I started talking to a girl. She seemed nice and we even went to Dr. Slaughters (a Halloween attraction). We remained friends for a few weeks but nothing progressed past that. I found another ad on CL in the same section. As I read it, I thought, "why not?" It was a mother of a boy and a new born girl. She was recently divorced and was just looking for a friend. At the time, I was only looking for a friend. It had become an extremely lonely time.

Apparently, she had not written the ad. A friend (which happened to be the friend I took to Dr. Slaughters) had created it for Suzie. Suzie asked this friend if I was a crazy person...which I was vouched for that I was normal and super nice. Suzie agreed to talk to me. We texted in the beginning. This went on for a while until we finally agreed to meet for a "date."

We met at Jalicos's Mexican Restaurant. She barely spoke. We went for a walk around the Greenbelt afterwards. I wasn't quite sure how the date went...but apparently it went well as we are still together to this day. We have had our on and off moments in our relationship, but have come out stronger for it.

Here is a picture of us taken during our engagement photo shoot in Rexburg, ID just recently.


To this date, I am happy to announce that we will be getting married in August. One of biggest arguments was over an invite I sent her from Dragon City. We compliment each other well. She brings the calm and patience to the relationship. She is truly my better half. She is my support and my strength.

Stay tuned right here for continued updates of my life...as crazy as they may be...it's all based on a true story.

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  1. Hey Mr.Hunsaker! That was sweet! I also have a blog, you should check it out.

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