The Beginning

He walked downstairs to open the front door for me as I was walking up the steps. I remember I saw him in that moment, I saw him. He said, “and she’s beautiful!” as he walked towards me and embraced me in the sweetest heartfelt, enveloping hug. I was starting to melt. We went upstairs to his place, poured some wine, warmed up some pizza, and tried to casually put aside this nervous energy that was lying between us. Things needed to be said, and he was going to start. We were sitting on the couch, and he looked at me straight in the eyes. I was already feeling the tears welling up inside of me. He voice was quivering, betraying his nervousness, as he began. “A lot of things happened while you were in Germany that have given me time to think, and I’ve realized some things I need to share with you.” Uh-oh, here we go, I thought. He took a deep breath and continued, “I can’t imagine anything better than spending the rest of my life with you, because I, am in love with you.”

I was on a plane for Argentina two days after Josh left, still tasting the sweetness of his lips on mine, thoughts swirling within me. I wasn’t sure what the next ten days of traveling with “my friend Josh” would reveal, or where the next several months of my life would take me. How long would I stay in Argentina?  I tried to focus the pages of my Lonely Planet, South America, but couldn’t focus on much else besides Josh’s lips on mine. What was going to happen once he left and I stayed?  Remembering those nerve-racking but exciting moments now, a little over a year later, and knowing where this adventure has taken me, I understand the power that lies in opening oneself to the possibilities of saying “Yes”.  This new found freedom that included my friend Josh took me on a trip through Argentina and most importantly, into my heart. And those, my friend, are adventures to be shared in another chapter.