Updated: January 28, 2013 5:38PM
You know that category they used to have on report cards: “Uses time well.” Well, if they still had it, Alexis would get a double check.
It seems back in 2000 she had a little time to kill before she had to leave for a doctor’s appointment, so she went to a chat room. And that’s where she met Adam.
“We talked for a while, and the conversation was very intriguing. So much so that when I had to leave for my appointment, he asked me for my phone number. At first I was reluctant to give it out, but I was truly intrigued. I decided to give him my cell phone number in case he could trace me to my home.”
Three days later, Adam called. This timethe conversation continued for four hours.
“For a week and a half, we spoke on the phone each night. He was smart, engaging, very charming, very mature.”
Very mature for his age, that is. Alexis was 36, Adam told her he was 25, but he was really 23.
After 10 days of talking, Adam told Alexis that he had to meet her in person. “I was reluctant because I didn’t want anything physical with him. He was so much younger and the picture he sent me of himself was just awful. I wasn’t at all attracted. But I decided to meet him in person and that would be it. No further involvement.”
Adam asked her to meet him at bar on the northwest side of Chicago. He gave her the cross streets but not the actual address.
“I drove around for what felt like a lifetime trying to find this place but couldn’t. I decided to go home. On my way home, I found it. It was meant to be. I walked in at 8:20 p.m. not knowing what I’d find.”
At the very end of the bar, there was Adam, dressed in a white linen shirt. “He stood up and smiled at me. All I could think was, ‘Wow, I could really like this guy!’
“Long story short, we dated for four years. For three of those years, he had to live out of state. I’d travel there almost every weekend to see him. In June 2004, we were married in a beautiful ceremony at Lighthouse Beach in Evanston, one of the places he took me to on our first official date.
“In December of 2011, he officially adopted my two now-adult children. He is their father. He is their dad, their mentor, our provider. He is the love of my life. Sometimes I worry about the aging thing, but I talk to him and he puts me at ease. He truly loves our kids and me. He’s not going anywhere. We’re together for life.
“To those women out there who think that love can’t happen with a younger man, I say they’re wrong. Age is nothing but a number. It’s an old cliche but it’s true. Give it a chance. I did, and I am happier than I could ever have hoped to be.”
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