to be a reoccurring one in my life. I went out with a guy for a few months that I really liked in the beginning. We hit it off; we even talked about the future. But then… something happened. We grew apart; fell out of like or lust (or whatever we were in) and things just sort of fizzled out.

Upon hearing this a friend f

When I tell people I met my husband over the Internet, one of the first things I’m asked is whether I was scared to go about the process. The answer of course, is yes. The Internet is a bit of an unknown, and the unknown is always a scary thing at first.

But it only took me a few dates to realize something else about the Internet: it’s an empowering thing for women.

Before I did Internet dating, I always felt a bit helpless about my dating life. It was left up to chance, or fate, or whatever else you want to call it when you know there must be someone great for out there but you just haven’t met him yet. Simply put, I went about my life as usual, and just thought that if it was meant to happen, it would.

I never considered dating services of any kind, let alone Internet dating. I was leery. Was it normal to use the Internet? Are there freaks out there? Rejects?

Well the reality exists that you can meet weird people anywhere. I knew in my long dating history that a number of guys I went out with were very odd indeed. Many of them I’d met through friends, and some I met in person at the grocery store, in bars, or work. So what was I going to get over the Internet?

There was no momentous event that made me want to try Internet dating. In fact, the catalyst seemed to be a reoccurring one in my life. I went out with a guy for a few months that I really liked in the beginning. We hit it off; we even talked about the future. But then… something happened. We grew apart; fell out of like or lust (or whatever we were in) and things just sort of fizzled out.

Upon hearing this a friend f

Internet: it’s an empowering thing for women.

Before I did Internet dating, I always felt a bit helpless about my dating life. It was left up to chance, or fate, or whatever else you want to call it when you know there must be someone great for out there but you just haven’t met him yet. Simply put, I went about my life as usual, and just thought that if it was meant to happen, it would.

I never considered dating services of any kind, let alone Internet dating. I was leery. Was it normal to use the Internet? Are there freaks out there? Rejects?

Well the reality exists that you can meet weird people anywhere. I knew in my long dating history that a number of guys I went out with were very odd indeed. Many of them I’d met through friends, and some I met in person at the grocery store, in bars, or work. So what was I going to get over the Internet?

There was no momentous event that made me want to try Internet dating. In fact, the catalyst seemed to be a reoccurring one in my life. I went out with a guy for a few months that I really liked in the beginning. We hit it off; we even talked about the future. But then… something happened. We grew apart; fell out of like or lust (or whatever we were in) and things just sort of fizzled out.

Upon hearing this a friend f

as usual, and just thought that if it was meant to happen, it would.

I never considered dating services of any kind, let alone Internet dating. I was leery. Was it normal to use the Internet? Are there freaks out there? Rejects?

Well the reality exists that you can meet weird people anywhere. I knew in my long dating history that a number of guys I went out with were very odd indeed. Many of them I’d met through friends, and some I met in person at the grocery store, in bars, or work. So what was I going to get over the Internet?

There was no momentous event that made me want to try Internet dating. In fact, the catalyst seemed to be a reoccurring one in my life. I went out with a guy for a few months that I really liked in the beginning. We hit it off; we even talked about the future. But then… something happened. We grew apart; fell out of like or lust (or whatever we were in) and things just sort of fizzled out.

Upon hearing this a friend f

ting history that a number of guys I went out with were very odd indeed. Many of them I’d met through friends, and some I met in person at the grocery store, in bars, or work. So what was I going to get over the Internet?

There was no momentous event that made me want to try Internet dating. In fact, the catalyst seemed to be a reoccurring one in my life. I went out with a guy for a few months that I really liked in the beginning. We hit it off; we even talked about the future. But then… something happened. We grew apart; fell out of like or lust (or whatever we were in) and things just sort of fizzled out.

Upon hearing this a friend f

to be a reoccurring one in my life. I went out with a guy for a few months that I really liked in the beginning. We hit it off; we even talked about the future. But then… something happened. We grew apart; fell out of like or lust (or whatever we were in) and things just sort of fizzled out.

Upon hearing this a friend forwarded a link to me from an Internet dating site with a note saying, “Look how cute this guy is. You should check this out.” At first, I was mad at her. And then I looked at the link.

She was right. The guy was very cute.

Still, I wrote her back and said there was no way I was going on the Internet. No way!

But then I thought about it. I had met guys in stores, at festivals, in clubs, at work, and perhaps the worst place of all, in bars. Were any of these places any better? The relationships I had forged certainly weren’t. Reluctantly, and with little expectation, I tried the Internet.

I chose a site that I knew a few friends had used, and one that seemed to have been around for a few years. I took advantage of their trial basis, putting basic information on it while at the same time perusing the profiles. To my surprise, the more I viewed the site, the more normal the process seemed. The men on this site seemed cool and dorky and regular and odd and terrific. Every kind of guy I would meet on the street. But they all had one thing in common: they were looking to meet someone. Just like me.

When my trial membership expired I decided to sign on for at least six months. I figured that if I was going to do this, I was going to give it my best effort. I put