Tim and I are going to meet for the first time. If you’re only counting this life.

He’ll be picking me up at the airport. I’m trying not to be nervous.  I think I’m doing an okay job of it. But there are definitely moments  when I’m more nervous than others.

We’ve prepared for this by talking pretty much every day for the past three months. We’ve discussed all sorts of things. We’ve played games together online. We’ve done inkblot tests. He’s pretty interesting and has a great imagination. We both write, so we have that in common.

He’s really a very sweet man, which seems to not be the way to get women, he tells me. But I really like it. It’s very calming.

I’m having a hard time writing this without sounding all stilted.  So I’ll just blurt out how I’m feeling. I’m soooooo excited I can barely stand it. I am kind of nervous because he’s a lot taller than I am. Like 10 inches taller. But I’m trying as well as I can to prepare myself for what that’s going to be like. We’ve talked about it. I think it will be okay.

I guess one important thing to add here is that there is a very deep spiritual component to what’s been happening between us. And I don’t mean it has anything to do with religion. I mean that we immediately noticed a deep connection that I associate with being spiritual, having meaning beyond the physical world. I’ve never had that connection with anyone before. It’s very intense and I think it will be more intense when we actually  meet.

What else do I want to say? My expectations… We’re going to have a great time. There will be a lot of laughing. We’ll cook. We’ll write. We’ll see what happens.