I have to admit … I'm the giggly happy girl day-dreaming today. 🙂
I had a second date last night. And my … what a second date it was. A long walk along the beach, watching the sunset, holding hands, styrofoam cups of coffee finished off by a romantic Indian dinner for two.
It has been all the more fantastic for being unexpected. I didn't think I would like the fellow at all. We'd been chatting online for about a month, and when we talked on the phone for the first time last weekend we annoyed one another. I thought he was arrogant; he thought I was rude. I was ready to throw the towel in and not meet up, but he thought we should give it a go. We had been chatting for so long, after all.
Thank goodness for that.
Sometimes the unexpected creates the most beautiful results. I hadn't been expecting much from him; he hadn't been expecting much from me. And as a result, what we found was something better than either of our expectations. A connection. A shared sense of humor. Pleasure in one another's company.
I believe that one of the reasons that unexpected encounters yield such wonderful relationships is precisely because we have no expectations. Neither of us has to live up to anything. I accept him as he is; he accepts me as I am. There's no pressure to be perfect or to not slip up.
When there are no expectations, we can simply be ourselves around one another. We have the choice to like one another as we are or leave without guilt. He doesn't have to like me any more than I have to like him.
And in this magical climate of no expectations, no pressure, and no pretending to be any better a person than we actually were, we looked at each other and liked what we saw.
Isn't that fantastic?