Wayne and I joined an online dating site specific to our shared religion. We both joined more out of skepticism than belief that we would or could find someone that wasn't a complete weirdo and that we would end up falling in love with. Wayne likes to say that I "won the final rose" as there were many ladies who had contacted him on the site and had expressed interest. However, what made me different is that I was NOT one who had reached out; I had merely looked at his profile. Wayne decided to drop a line to this "blue-eyed Nashville lady" that had merely "peaked in his window, but hand't bothered to knock on his door." And then it began...emails back and forth for the first couple of weeks and then we had decided it was going "well enough" that we try talking on the phone. We instantly found it very easy to speak with one another and phone calls would end up being nearly 2 hours. Then came the opportunity to meet... Ashley had already had a trip planned to Charlotte, NC long before Wayne came onto the scene. She mentioned to Wayne in a phone call that she would be visiting for a long weekend and if he was up for it; there would be a little time on Saturday afternoon if he wanted to do something. Wayne jumped at the chance and planned a lunch date. He took us to a place called the Pump House that is located on the Catawba River and where there is a river walk attached to the restaurant. We ate lunch, talked, and then went for a long walk along the river. By the end of the date, the both of us knew there was something to pay attention to and the rest is history. Our courting has been eventful; having a long distance relationship takes work and motivation has been equally matched between us. Our weekends can take us anywhere from North Carolina to Nashville to any city in the the southeastern United States as Wayne coaches club volleyball and our tournaments are all over the place. However, we are planning our greatest adventure yet...