My name is Candace C. Bolton and my Husband is Peter Raymond Bolton.  We did finally find each other, although now, we are in our late 40's.  I'm now 46 and he turns 50 on the 26th of January.  We found each on December 31st, 2000 on the internet.  I had just bought my computer and had know intention of looking for anyone.  Just for fun, I decided to see if there was a match for me after so many years of not being with anyone.  Not taking it seriously of course.  I had been through two marriages that were just horrific for me and my children.  I had come to believe that love was just a mere illusion and was just a temporary feeling people have from time to time to be together.  So I didn't believe in it anymore.  I lived in Portland, Oregon since 1994.  Before that, I was in Oklahoma for over 20 years.  My Soulmate, however, has lived in the UK all of his life.  Now to tell you our story:

My first e-mail from him was:  "wishing you a happy new year and hope the new year brings you true happiness".   Signed "warm regards........ Peter."   I e-mailed him back, which, by the way, was on a site called dating.com, and said,  "happy new year to you, tell me more about yourself?"   From there, we e-mailed about every other day and started to learn more about each other and our families and found out some very scary things that were extremely similar. 

He's been married twice with 2 son's and a daughter.  His two sons are Kristopher, age 21, and Andrew, age 20, both by the first marriage.  His daughter,  Ashlae, age 12 , was by his second marriage.  Both marriage's ended badly.  The first, he found out his wife had been cheating for nearly two years with his best friend.  His second wife, very violent.  This led to my Husband's family even to get the law to file restraints on her.

Now for me:  I have two sons and a daughter.  My sons, Marc, age 24, and Kerry, age 23 by my first marriage which in ended in extreme violence from my Ex-husband.  My daughter, Karmen, age 20, by my 2nd husband, which ended with him leaving me for another woman.

Later in my life, and my Soulmate's life, we both at the same time, turned to a religious faith, which was the same.  We got into it for the same reasons and got out of it for exactly the same reasons as well, around about the same time.

Our birthdays are only 3 days apart.  Mine in Jan. 23rd and his the 26th, which happens to be my Brother's birthday as well, which passed away in 1999 at age 38 from pancreatic cancer. 

My Soulmate was born in the same town my sister was, in Middlesex, England, which we lived here, in 1957 because my father was in the Airforce and we apparently lived just a few miles apart from each other.  My parents think we may have even played together at some point during that time.   Our families are also similar in behaviors and the way they lived their lives. 

As we progressed in our relationship, we were both scared of a 'too quick of a commitment' because of the pain we've both been thru, but knew we were somehow going to end up together.  After many e-mail's and phone calls, (and most of the time, the phone calls were daily), we decided to arrange to meet.  On September the 4th, 2001, I flew to England to meet him.  Many of my work mates in Portland and family thought I was just plain crazy by this point, but extremely happy.   I worked at a cancer clinic with 6 of the finest doctors in the state and everyday, they could hardly wait to hear something new in my fantastic story.

I arrived in London on September 5th, and we fell for each other right away.  It was like we've known each other forever.  Totally comfortable with each other.  Although, the week didn't go without things going wrong to make things hard.  First, my Soulmate and Brother were in the process of moving into a new house, which couldn't be avoided.  2nd, my Husband, had just moved from Wales to Peterborough, England in January 2001.  Another big change for him as well.  3rd, his Father dies as my Soulmate and I are driving up to meet his parents.  It was devastating.  But I was here to comfort him and his family.  I left to go back to Portland on September the 11th, and was in the air when the bombing happened. I was detoured to Canada for 3 days.   I was in shock as was the rest of us.  My family and Peter were terrified.  When I finally got back home, as you know, there was much tension and news broadcasts.  One was when they talked of closing off the boarders going in or out of the US.  I panicked.  So I arranged to go back to England.  I couldn't be apart from my Soulmate.  I arrived back here in the UK on October the 23rd and we married on December 3rd.