Blasts from the Past

I have learned that every man lives not through care of himself, but by
love ~ Leo Tolstoy

Sunday night, I was at home alone feeling sorry for myself. I'd had a fantastic date on Friday night with a guy that I had been unwilling 37 times a day for a week (literally), but hadn't heard from him since, and had gotten a weird vibe from at the end of the date (the, I don't think I'm going to see you again vibe).

The Sara/hs and I had a craft day all day, and I was obsessing over not only this but my love life in general. And I had pretty much decided that I was gonna call it quits, turn 30 and become a lonely old cat woman. They left, and I was just hanging out, talking to Winona Boy on line, and hoping against hope that Friday Night Boy would get online, too.

And then my cell phone rang. I didn't recognize the St. Paul number, and picked up to hear, "Hi, Diana? This is John. We dated last summer?"

(For those of you just joining the program, some background: John and I had met on Match, and gone out for a few weeks. We'd had a wonderful time, great connection - both mental and physical - and everything seemed to be going great. Introduced him to the friends, and they loved him. Then, one day, he called, said he'd met someone else....I was devastated).

To summarize, he said that he'd been dating someone at the same time he was seeing me, and he had to make a decision between the two of us, and in his words, he made the wrong decision. :) He said he'd been a bit weirded out by the fact that I was still married (and who can blame him?).

He asked if we could start over again.

I said yes.

(Please, oh, please, yes!)

We met at Dunn Bros. for coffee that night - he greeted me with a kiss, and it was like we'd never spent these months apart. Took a walk, sat outside for a while (yes, it was 70 degrees on April 3...).

He said that he'd always wondered what would have happened if we hadn't broken up.

I said we should find out.

We went to my place, and snuggled for a while. He kissed me and told me that he dreamed of having the opportunity again....

I've never been so happy. Please, please, please may this work...