[a year ago]
Two days prior to this day, Sunday.
“Hey – how about we meet in real life?”
“Let’s do it.”
We have chatted online for two weeks now, every day increasing the amount of time spent chatting together (while doing all the necessary work at the offices). Every day had at least one “What? You too?”
“Friendship is born at that moment when one man says to another: “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself…”
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
“Let’s meet on Tuesday.”
July 11, 2013
I was wearing a long skirt and it was a rainy season, so I was worried my skirt would get wet. I tried my best to be calm, yet the emotions inside were a well-shaken cocktail mix of excitement and anxiousness.
We agreed to meet at one of the subway stations near both of us and later go to the Da Vinci Engineering exhibition.
I was running late and then got a text message from him. “Sorry, I’m late, the bus didn’t come on time.”
So I stood waiting, trying to guess whether he would look like his pictures from Facebook.
Five minutes later, a guy walked to me.
“Hi.” He smiled.
“Hi.” I smiled back and, like old friends, we went to the exhibition.
Being an introvert, I expected we’d have lulls in conversation. However, it felt indeed like we were old friends who haven’t seen each other for a long time. We laughed, discussed Da Vinci’s models, and talked about serious things. A pleasant mix of various topics.
That was the first time I saw my now-husband. It was exactly a year ago that we have met face-to-face and we haven’t spent much time apart since then.