Our story.

Like I promised, I would answer the questions you lovely people would ask. Annie, one of my favourite bloggers, whom I would love to meet as a person, gorgeous photographer from Australia asked me this

I love your photography Sini, I'd love to see more photos of your homes in Finland and France :) As for questions - tell us your story! :) How did you and your love meet? ;)

 I once read, that in order to being creative, is best to shut down tv and listen Bach.
I took my notebook,pen and listened the most beautiful songs he made.
And I started to write our story.

 On 2006, I was still recovering my accident. I was living in Tampere( 200km away from the capital where my parents lives), trying to continue with my studies to be a carpenter. I had so little time left from getting the degree. I had to drop out school once already, I was too weak to do the works due the accident. On one evening on december 2005, I was riding my leasing horse when I fell badly down to icy dirt. My sister took me to the ER, and from there I was transfered to the neurological hospital where the MRI showed that I had a broken neck. I still can't think of that time without tears coming to my eyes. It was hard time, and on 2006 I was just starting to recover from it. I never finished the school.

I spend quite much time on computer since I was continuously on sickleaves due the pains I had, I was surfing on internet and on my favourite site on that time, myspace. I never thought about nothing more about the website than it was to chat with friends and listen music. One day, I came across of this young,handsome french guy's profile. I saw he was in a band called Flint(after that it was changed to be Everlyn and they have stopped playing). He was the leadsinger and the bassist, so I went to check their music too. He had really nice voice, and I don't know what went into me but I sent him a message and added him as a friend. 

Kind of weird, right? Little did I know, what would come from that.

We started sending messages there, time to time, until it was daily. He was so nice, I felt good while talking to him, and did I mention, he was really handsome. The time passed, I felt like I was falling in love with this guy. 

Wait, what? 

Falling in love, through INTERNET. Like I lost the last sane piece from my mind. But that is how I felt, and maybe so did he. 

The chatting on msn changed to text messages and phone calls. Even I left to have holidays in Cyprus with my best friend that summer, we kept the contact all the time. My friend was teasing me about that.

I had my holidays, and Raphaël was still about to have his on August, but he didn't have any plans. 

I proposed that he could come and visit Finland, and he actually said yes and booked the flights!

People around me(and for him too) kept telling that what if the guy is a creep. A pervert or something. I was scared, yes, but I didn't want to hear that. I wanted to belive that his is the same sweet person I already knew.

So after 3 months of daily talkings, he took the plane to Finland. I was so nervous all the time, never been that nervous in my whole life. I was standing at the airport, alone, wondering what will happend. 

Would he be the same? What if he didn't like me? What if I didn't like of him? The questions without answers.

Until I saw him standing there.

I was in love. I was speechless. He stayed with me for one week, I was speechless almost the whole time. 

(We just were thinking about the week few days ago and he told me it was awful because I kept on staring at him and didn't talk he he)

After the week together, I was exhausted because of the stress, relived that it was like we thought. Perfect.

I had to wait another 3 months before I could travel to see him. Did I mention, he met my parents the first night he came to Finland? As we stayed (for precaution, I guess) at my parents house near Helsinki. Must have been awful to meet the parents at the same time.. poor him.

And I met his family the first time I went to France.

I knew I couldn't live without him, my heart was aching everytime we said goodbye at the airports. I was crying, like my world would collapse. That is what made me to do the decision, I would move to France. 

It took us 3 years long-distance relationship before I moved, I finished my studies on the secretary and did quit my 8 year (love and hate) work relationship with Nokia. I never finished my studies on the carpenter, as I never got my neck back together. Literally, it is still broken. It failed to heal, leaving 2 broken bones in my neck. 

On January 2009, I said goodbye to my family, to my friends. And I moved 3000km alone, to be with my love.

It's been 6 years together, I wouldn't change a thing. Maybe someday we will get married and have kids, who knows (R please don't freak out, ha ha) 

This is the true story how I met my soulmate.