In short:  We met on line about a year ago. He lives in London;  I live in Nashville.  About 4,000 miles apart.

We met for the first time in December of 2007.

Since then, we have pined for each other, and cursed the ocean and mobile phones daily.

We applied for a fiance visa in March of this year.  After filling out the many forms, having our friends sign affidavits, hunting down pictures and evidence of our having met in person, then promising the U.S. government our firstborn (which will never happen!), and sending them a load of money, we sent in our packet and have been patiently waiting since.

Each time I log on to the USCIS site, and put in our receipt number, it gives me the same message:

Pending.

So, that’s where we are at the moment.  Pending.