I totally didn't mean for things to turn out the way they did. I had written off the idea of finding a Chinese wife, especially one that doesn't speak English.
I've had three Chinese girlfriends of varying degrees. Nina, who I visited twice, fell head over heels for, and to this day feel like I missed out on something special. Brenda, who I wrote to for a couple months, but ended literally days before I planned to buy a ticket to visit her. Yang Yang, who lives in my town, who I laid my heart out for, who I still consider a good friend, but nothing more.
While I was writing to Brenda, I got a random qq add who turned out to be really cool (Alice). She asked me about Nina and how we met and I showed her how to register on Chineselovelinks where I had an account and met Brenda. We would chat off and on, purely innocent nonsense. She asked me once to find her a Canadian boyfriend, and I jokingly suggested that I wanted to keep her as a second girlfriend. A month after Brenda shut me down, Alice found my profile on Chineselovelinks. We chatted for a couple more months. It was totally innocent, just being friends with each other.
But, as we all know, men and women can't be friends. I had planned and budgeted for a trip to China and, after a beautiful day with Yang Yang turned out to be nothing but a touchdown in the friends zone, I decided to head east again. I had no expectations. Through all of our conversations, Alice had repeatedly told me that she was not an attractive woman. I had seen her a couple times on webcam but she had lost her job 2 months previously so there was no way for her to share photos with me. I had one old photo, but under no circumstance was she going to send me a picture, no matter how hard I tried to convince her. I even told her that I wouldn't recognize her when I come, to which she replied that she would recognize me. - I know, red flag!
Anyways, after a nightmare 14 hours of turbulence and 4.5 hours of being held prisoner on a jet plane, I finally arrived in Xiamen - just across the sea from Taiwan. I passed through customs and there she was, waiting patiently for me. She lied of course - while she's not as gorgeous as Nina or Yang, she was definitely not unattractive either.
We spent the week in Xiamen, visiting tourist sites, temples, parks and basically getting to know each other. I got to meet her cousin's family - even got to share 2 meals with them, including 4 beer with her cousin's husband. Her cousin's daughter was the only person who could speak any English (she's 13).
Alice is divorced, she has a 6 year old son, she does not speak any English and she is 34. If I had to choose, I would not have chosen her. Funny how things never seem to work out like you plan.
She is the sweetest, most dedicated, loving, caring, gentle woman I have ever met. She has a huge family that love and support her and they are all concerned for her safety and happiness. We had amazing chemistry together. We laughed together so much. She hiked with me up a million stairs to the top of a mountain wearing cute little high-heeled shoes and fed me the hottest spicy noodles I have ever eaten. She peeled every shrimp I ate (and I ate too many) and shared the tastiest pomelo ever.
I've been home from Xiamen for 4 weeks now. I guess I didn't share my story because I wasn't completely sure until recently. There's issues, of course. English is the big one, her son is also going to be a huge issue. But I am a man who will step up to his responsibilities. Hopefully I haven't taken on a task too large, but what can I do? Love is blind.
