Because I'm feeling Squooshy

4 years ago today, Nick & I met face to face over a cup of Starbucks coffee.

It was a Friday night in Middleburg, FL. The weather was warm, but not oppressively so. We sat outside and sipped our lattes and talked about what we wanted.

We agreed that while we would have a casual, sexual relationship, there would be no falling in love. Oh no, no no!

Well, that was then. Now we have been together ( counting from that point) for 4 years. We admitted that we were in love with each other the spring before we broke each other's hearts and mutually split up in 2005. I was going through a divorce, and he had to move up here to DC to finish college. About 2 months after he moved, I was asked to hang everything and come up here. We were both pretty darned miserable. I said yes. It was possibly one of the best moves I've ever made.

I'm happy. I'm content. Life isn't perfect, but he talks to me, and when there is a problem, we talk to each other, and solve it.

That counts for more than I could ever express.

So, I'm feeling all in love and squooshy still. Its been four years, and the towering inferno that was our relationship has settled down into a nice raging bon fire.

:D Life is good.