It only took 28 years…
In 1981 I was a 19 year old Front Desk Clerk at the St. Moritz Hotel on Central Park South in Manhattan.
One night the most gorgeous man I had ever seen walked up to the desk and asked me to go out to dinner with him. He was a Swedish Tour Guide named Mats. We went out to restaurants and clubs and laughed and danced and fell in love.
One night while we were having dinner at Un Deux Trois, Mats proclaimed that we would be married within a year. We were both radiantly happy and completely in love.
Then Mats decided that he wanted to finish his studies in Stockholm and that he wasn’t sure if we should get married. He went back to Sweden and left me heartbroken.
I was an undergraduate at Hunter College with a Double Major in Chinese and Latin and poured myself into my studies to recover.
THEN, In 1984 Mats called me at my apartment on the Upper West Side and said, “Louise, it’s me, Mats. Please come to Sweden, I have finished my studies and am ready for us to get married now.”
I hopped on the next flight to Stockholm. Mats and I bought our wedding bands and then traveled all over Europe. We laughed and danced all over France, Germany, Belgium, Holland, Luxembourg, Denmark, and Sweden.
THEN, when we were supposed to get married, Mats decided that he wasn’t ready.
I went home, heartbroken again.
When I got back to New York I mailed my ring back to him in Sweden. That was THAT!
THEN, in 1986 I went to live in Taipei, Taiwan for a year to complete my studies in Chinese Language and Literature. I had sublet my apartment in Manhattan.
In 1987, when I returned from Taipei, they guy who was staying at my apartment gave me a piece of paper and said, “This guy Mats called you about 2 weeks after you left.”
I called Mats back immediately and said, “Hey! It’s me, Louise, what did you want when you called? I’ve been in Taiwan for a year.”
Mats said, “Louise, I was calling you to ask you to come to Sweden and marry me!”
I said, “I still love you and I’ll take the next flight to Stockholm.”
Mats: “But I called you a year ago!”
Me: “So what.”
Mats: “Well, I met somebody else.”
Well, you can imagine…that was the end of that.
I ended up buying a house on a mountain top in North Carolina and went on to become an International Hotel Accounting Consultant.
I have been a Financial Controller or Consultant in Barbados, Philadelphia, Manhattan, Antigua, Taiwan, Peter Island, Key West, Miami, Durham, Aruba, Marco Island, St. Louis, and Puerto Rico.
NOW, on November 11, 2009 my telephone in “The Middle of Nowhere Next to a Cow Pasture,” North Carolina rang.
You guessed it!
Mats: “Louise, it’s me, Mats is Sweden. I have been looking for you for ten years. Please come to Sweden and marry me. You are the only woman I have ever loved.”
After I was over the shock, I told Mats that he had to convince me.
Mats HAS convinced me and we are to be married, FINALLY! in January 2010 in North Carolina.
We are both as happy and as in love as we were 28 years ago in 1981.
We have both had full and interesting lives and now, as Mats say, “It is finally time for us.”
So, for all those people who have been alone and wondering what happened to their one true love. I wish you the courage to pick up the phone, hire a detective, do an internet search, ANYTHING to find him or her, because they may be out there missing you, too.
This Thanksgiving I have even more for which to be thankful.