There's nothing wrong with a teeny, tiny freak out every once in a while, right?

The first date was awesome!

The second date was fabulous!

The third date was amazing!

And every time I've seen him since the then has been just as wonderful!

I like him a lot, and it's good. It's really good.

In fact, I've had a few moments in the last couple of days where I've felt like it's too good. There's this energy, this connection between us, that's unlike anything I've ever experienced. And though the feeling is beyond wonderful, a feeling I don't ever want to go away, I have found myself being a bit apprehensive; it seems too good to be true. Do I really feel this way or am I just wishing it to be so? I have waited so long for this, for even an inkling of this... Maybe I've just wished it to be more than it actually is. Because there's no way it can be this good... Is there?

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My "Soul Sister" - the person in my life who always has the right words to say at the right time; a very dear friend who was (literally) right beside me during the weeks and months after my dad died, the worst weeks and months of my life; the girl who left me to suffer in the God Forsaken department that we worked in together ALL ALONE! when she moved to Texas - had her first baby last week! He is Frank Kelley Dansby, IV, but will be Jude to the whole world. He is amazingly beautiful and absolutely perfect in every way and I could not be happier for them, nor can I wait to go see them in just a few short weeks!

I had been feeling a bit... down... because I hadn't had the chance to talk to Kelly since Jude was born. I know things have got to be absolutely crazy and upside down and I know that the last thing she has time for is a phone chit-chat while she's adjusting to feeding schedules and poopy diapers and all sorts of apprehensions of her own... but I so wish I was closer to her and was feeling bummed that I hadn't had a chance to talk with her to share her joy. And it had really been a while since we'd talked at all, that I hadn't gotten the chance to share my joy with her.

But the other day, at a time when I was feeling especially unsure about the whole relationship thing, we finally made phone contact! It was rushed and brief (she was on her way to the doctor's office and I was on my way back from lunch), but just hearing her voice felt so awesome. I got to hear a bit about her little pumpkin and had the opportunity to have a teeny, tiny freak out.

And, just as she always does, she knew exactly what I needed to hear. In two sentences, she calmed my fears and assured me me that the way I was feeling was normal. She said that the most important thing was for me to just allow myself to feel it all; to let the butterflies and euphoria happen without doubting it, because it is amazing and wonderful.

And she was so right.