A Long Distance Love Story for Christmas

It was June of 2011 when I met the most precious man of God. I was perusing sites online, and posting my latest post on my blog. I was feeling rather low, and had a pile of holiday blues playing in my mind. My head was spinning from all the deadlines that I had to meet before the holidays had started. I was really not in the mood to hear my friends chirp about their plans for the holidays, because I knew that I would be home for Christmas and New Year. I had made plans for a simple dinner with my family, and fun with the children. I had no plans to go on dates, or hang out with the single ladies. On the other hand I did have a pile of books that I had been trying to read for along time. I had constantly checked my mail looking for missed emails from my editor, or writing assignments that I had wanted to do. There was a particular email that I was reading that caught my eye. This African man had sent me an email and it to...