I’m not surprised, not everything lasts. I’ve broken my heart so many times, I stopped keeping track.

If you’ve followed my blog, you know I’ve been through it. Set myself up to get hurt, feel like I have no hope left. I tried so many different paths. Hmm too young. A little too old. We met in a bar? No way. Married? Let’s not go down there. Issues clearer than a clean window? Pass.

I might have to wait, I’ll never give up. I guess it’s half timing and the other half luck.

Sigh. This is tough. How about I just give it up? Stop searching… So much of a hassle anyways, getting to know someone all over again. Hope they like me for me. Pray they “get” me. YAWN. I’m a working mom, I don’t have the time! So, no more. For now.

Wherever you are, whenever it’s right, You come out of nowhere and into my life.

“I followed you because I have the same head rest covers in my car, except mine are Mets and I thought it was cool that a hot chick had them too” (Thanks honey.) We talked again a few weeks later when Deathcab’s album The Open Door was being released. We had both pre-ordered it. We talked about different bands that we liked and found that a LOT of them matched. He wanted to know if I had AIM. I laughed because who has AIM still? I mean, really. I told him that since it was in fact 2009, I had google talk and we could chat on that. So he downloaded it. And only protested about it once.

Then it was every day, even if it was only for a few minutes. He made me laugh. He asked for my phone number. I was standing outside at my friend’s house and I was blushing as I typed it to him. The first time we talked, I fell for his NY accent. It made me giggle and made my heart jump into my throat.

And I know that we can be so amazing.

We are.

And baby your love is gonna change me.

It has.

They say that all’s fair in love and war. But I won’t need to fight it. We’ll get it right and we’ll be united.

Someday I know it will all turn out. You’ll make me work so we can work to work it out.

It all turned out. We work. We work at the things that come between us and we feel better once we talk about them. I could fill pages and pages of the things that bring us together or the way he makes my heart swell with love and pride and happiness and hope.

So lucky. So happy. You really ought to get some.

Now I can see every single possibility…

Oh and I just recently downloaded AIM. Sometimes he still likes it better. Compromise.