March 10, 2008

On March 10, a Monday night, Jeff and I finally met for the first time. He came to my apartment, gave me a beautiful bracelet and took me eat at Pappadeaux. From the beginning I think we both felt we were friends who already knew each other we just hadn't seen each other in a while. The conversation at dinner was great, the best I had ever had on a first date. I knew that night that this was different, special, and true to me.

I had made that promise to myself to be honest with me when I met someone new. I tried to stay true to my personality, what I was looking for and what I wanted to my future. Jeff was the same way. He and I both had been hurt before and both knew what we "weren't" looking for anymore.

Honestly, friendship, laughter, and love are tops on my list and I had finally met someone who had those same ideals. I can honestly say I have never dated anyone who makes me laugh as much as Jeff.