IRL
December 2nd, 2007 - a Sunday - was cold and rainy.
I was late because the roads were a mess - that rain really wanted to be sleet - and also because of the (hysterically funny to me) fact that I went to the wrong coffee shop at first — there’s at least one on every block in these parts — but I realized my mistake and forged back out into the cold to find the one we had agreed upon. I was a nervous wreck. I had a sketchbook with me (in case we couldn’t in person find the words that flowed and bounced and jabbed so easily in DMs and emails) and a pound of bacon.
I took my time in the doorway shaking the rain off my umbrella, seemingly looking down, but actually secretly scanning the room and collecting myself.
Breathe.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw that the stranger I met on the internet had noticed me and was standing up. I already knew this brilliant man was going to be something very special in my life, and that he’d be in it forever.
Ok.
So this was it.
I looked up and smiled….
…
We marry in May. <3
