You may recall that Susan, my psychotherapist/love coach, gave me a not so gentle nudge to talk to Miami Sammy before our meeting. In his next email after my pep talk with Susan, he included his cell number.
"Thank you for your number. Would you like to talk before we meet? I'm driving to New England on Saturday. Maybe, you could keep me company for part of the trip."
Okay, I put it out there....scary, but I did it. Thirty minutes later I get his response. "It would be great to talk to you." Great. Wow. We connected Saturday and talked, after some initial unease, for two hours straight.
There's a lot of synchronicity. He raised his two daughters in Miami but they settled in Maryland where most of the rest of his family live. Both daughters are married, he has one grandson. One daughter lives about five blocks from my kids in Baltimore; the other daughter lived in my town until a month ago and he's spent a lot of time here. He had a place outside Asheville, North Carolina, not far from my mom.
It was comfortable. There was much to say and, yet, never touched our past relationships or politics or religion. I have no expectations; it's a beginning. I try to live in the moment.
We're meeting for lunch in two days and added Friday night to our agenda. John Waters is coming to town! Baltimore's very own legend. Sammy wants to see him, too. Maybe, he's a little quirky like me....well, he is a psych prof.
I emailed Susan. Her response?
Dear Life Dancer,
Parallel lives are so cooool! I think lunch is gonna be a prelude to a sumptuous dinner. Just remember we must move verrry slowly to the dessert.!
Forgive me, I think I've had too much Bruno on Dancing With the Stars. lol
Hugs,
Susan
Uh oh...I just looked at the clock. He's landing at Dulles right now. I've got the butterflies. No dessert Friday. I signed the Love In Ninety Days Contract. I will be in control.
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