In my last post I talked about how I had been dating online for years, and ended by saying Pedro and I connected there.
On November 20, 2020, we wrote to each other for the first time online. A year later I still get heart flutters when I see a new email from him. That’s fun.
On Christmas Day, 2020, I knew he would be alone. I was also alone. For the first Christmas I could remember, I had no family with me. The pandemic was inescapable. I ached for my Tara. Pedro’s kids were with their mom. I messaged him because I wanted human contact and I knew he would too – being in the same situation as me. We messaged all day, talking about normal things, kids, holidays, the pandemic. He messaged me in the middle of the night, still thinking about me. I woke up for some reason in the middle of the night, and saw the text.
Pandemic be damned. In the morning I invited him over. I would be burning one of the brush piles on my property in the rain. Might as well have company and watch a bonfire in the rain together. He got lost and tried to describe to me over the phone where he was, while I giggled. I could hear his car in the distance, he was that close, but still he took a wrong turn and drove away. Finally he found my place and I had been so distracted trying to give him directions that I was in my beat up old farm boots and a wool-lined flannel work coat and gloves when he arrived. I had been working at the fire wood pile and forgot to change so I could impress him. He told me later that he was glad I was wearing dirty farm clothes when he arrived, because it took all the pressure off. HA!!
Such was our inauspicious first meeting.
We met in 2020, a year famously horrible for millions of people. There were really bad things about my 2020, and some really truly wonderful things. The best thing is Pedro. Turns out, that was his real name.
One year knowing a person doesn’t tell you what you need to know about that person, I don’t think. My impression is that it takes five years to see and share enough things that you can get a real sense of the person. So we have four more to go till we get to that point. I’m looking forward to it.
This post is just for me. I’m so friggin’ happy I hardly know what to do with myself. You don’t need to be invested, but thank you for being here and being an audience for my happiness. ❤