I remember it like it was yesterday. We had been chatting on Twitter for a little while, and since we both worked uptown, we thought that it might be fun to meet for lunch. It wasn’t a date. I was still waist deep in the pond, otherwise known as Plenty of Fish. But that wasn’t really going well. No, this was simply a face to face meeting with someone I had been bantering back and forth with online. Not much different than countless other online back and forths that I’d had over the years. Or so I thought.
As soon as She saw me, the biggest smile spread over Her face… and Her arms opened to hug me. I froze. We’ve joked about it plenty of times since that initial meeting… “He’s not a hugger”, She naturally told Herself… No, that isn’t quite accurate. I am. But, as I explained at a later date… I had met someone from PoF a week prior and that meeting had gone extremely flat. In that case, our seemingly compatible online personalities had found zero spark when the computer screens were taken away. That pointless meeting was still heavily on my mind. I had actually considered cancelling my Twitter lunch, but because it wasn’t a date, I figured there was no pressure. And then She hugged me…
If ever there was an award for awkward body language, I was most certainly in the lead.
But I managed to pull myself together. We ordered our lunches and sat down. We talked. We laughed. I discovered things about Her that completely took me by surprise. Then it was over. I had to get back to work. We agreed that we should do it again sometime… and we went our separate ways.
As I walked back to work I texted a mutual Twitter acquaintance. “Your friend is really pretty”…
It’s amazing what can happen over the course of a year. If either of us had ever suggested then that we’d be where we are in our lives now, I know the other would have laughed in their face. It would never happen like that. It couldn’t. Not a chance.
Yet somehow it did.
And here we are.
Can’t wait to see what the next year brings…