So I Was Just Thinking…

It’s sort of odd that this thought never occurred to me until very recently, especially considering my general state of life and time-spending and environments and occupation and such, but be that as it may:

I have a higher than average predisposition to meeting my wife via the internet.

Now, let’s be honest here, the stigma that used to be attached to “meeting someone from the internet” is quickly fading into laughable obscurity for all but a select few of the previous generations. I even know one or two folks who seem to be quite happy with their web-based backstory. This is mostly because I am a child of the world wide web generation. I get my entertainment and news from the internet. I shop, buy, and sell goods. And I meet people that I probably never would have met had it not been for (pardon the pun) an internet connection. So this is all well and good and the way of the world on February 15, 2006 at 1:29pm EST.

But a love connection? A real one? A story for the grandkids that begins with, “well, you know kids, your Grandma and I met on the internet”? I really had never thought about it until the past few weeks.

I’m not sure why. It’s certainly not like i’ve actually met anyone recently (internet or otherwise) that made me think, “oh yes, they’ll be just perfect indeed” or anything of the sort. (No, really. Nothing on the love horizon.) Nonetheless, it is now a note to self and I feel somewhat uncomfortable with it. Perhaps it doesn’t quite jive with the mental picture I have of falling in love. Or perhaps i’ve still got a bit of the old guard stigma. Or maybe i’m just really freaked out by the ease of NOT BEING YOURSELF that online life caters to. 

I think I think too much.