He Makes Me Smile

The happy news in my life at the moment is that I'm dating again.

The happier news is that I'm dating someone in particular and he's wonderful.  No, that doesn't quite do it justice.  He's WONDERFUL!  It's been so long since I've been with someone who makes me feel special and wanted that I had nearly forgotten how incredible it could be.  I always knew I liked being in a happy and healthy relationship, but it had been so long that I was beginning to wonder if I would have it again.  Good friends felt confident that I would -- aren't good friends the best?

We met in the most typical of ways in this blogging and social networking world -- online.

Because how else are you going to meet someone these days?  I don't know about the rest of you in "single world," but for me it's practically impossible. 

It turns out that we don't live too far from one another (within about 40 minutes), and better still, we work about 5 minutes from each other.  In fact, I can see his building from my office window.  This makes lunches pretty easy, as well as evening dates along the coast.  My favorite lunches have been the ones where we grabbed sandwiches and sat on a bench overlooking the ocean.  I'm a simple girl with simple needs.

I've met two of his best friends but he hasn't met mine yet.  Thankfully one of his is a girl, so he's a bit more open minded to the fact that one of mine is a guy.  I keep thinking about how odd it must be to be on my friend's side -- having to meet someone that I'm dating and know that it's really important for them to like each other.  Plus there's the odd part of having to let someone new into our very old little world.  It's been a really long time since we've had to do that!  Overall, though, I do think it will go well, and that Mark and Lisa will make him feel welcome.  There's a reason they're my best friends / adopted family.

What else is there to write?  He's good, decent, kind, smart, funny, great with my kids (who adore him), hard working, sincere, loving, gentle -- all things that fit right into my little list of "wants" in a good man.  Better still -- he's two inches taller than me.  I couldn't have asked for more.