It has been more then twenty years since I had seen her but my mind was racing. My stomach was getting queasy, not from the plane ride but the butterflies squirming to escape. Questions pierced every corner of my mind. Would she even recognize me? Would she greet me with open arms or with one of those looks from the corner of her eye, you know…the looks only women can give you? Was I wasting my time? Her face was etched in my thoughts? What I wanted to do was carving its own designs in my fantasies. I was asking myself what the hell was taking this plane so long to get on the ground when the pilots obligatory “prepare for arrival” message came blaring across the speakers. It jarred me into the here and now, opened my eyes that all would be revealed shortly. It was supposed to be a nice day in Nashville …at least where the weather was concerned. How my day would turn out was still to be determined. She was coming to pick me up. We talked about it online a bit. I just bought the tickets and made the leap. The next time we found ourselves in the chat room, we ribbed each other, Escort Küçükyalı teased and did the whole online flirting thing. She made some comment about “if you were only here” and the opportunity presented itself and I couldn’t resist. I simply typed out “I’ll be there Thursday.” My phone rang almost before it showed up in my text box. The only thing I heard on the other end of the line was “are you serious?” I was smiling from ear to ear and replied “yes…or I just wasted $400″ The silence after that was a bit scary….you know….the typical ‘Oh Shit’ thoughts started wandering. I was just tired of typing and figured I really didn’t have anything to lose. Everything would be pretty clear in about 10 minutes….I just gripped the armrest on my chair and whispered to myself, “Here we go.” It was just sheer coincidence that we found each other again… and of all places… Facebook. We reconnected, chatting and catching up. We were both divorced, his more recent then mine, had kids and so on. We viewed each other’s pictures and he Kartal escort hadn’t changed much in the 20 plus years since I had seen him last. He still had those piercing eyes. When we first started talking, all the memories came flooding back. The nights we sat on my porch, the walks we would take, the things we would talk about. I wondered how much of it he really did remember. When we would chat, we would flirt and tease each other. I happened to comment, one night…” if you were only here” and got the shock of my life with his “I’ll be there Thursday.” I called him immediately, honestly thinking he was teasing me. I was speechless… thoughts running through my head. OMG what was I going to do? What if he did not like what he saw? Would he still expect me to be the 18 year old he knew? 22 years is a long time. I agreed to pick him up at the airport. I had tried on so many outfits, searching for just the right one. Would he look at me and turn right around and get a return ticket? Would he paste a smile on and tough it out? I had shared a Suadiye escort bayan few details about who I was now with him. I had changed over the years. I was no longer the shy girl he once knew and I could not help but wonder if that made a difference. I looked at the plane schedule and saw that it had landed. I was fixing to get the answers to my thoughts. The wheels of the plane touched down and I could feel every sphincter tighten. “Oh shit…Oh shit” it’s time…and in just a few minutes I would be pulling up to the gates. I thought feelings were just feelings and went away with time…..I was so wrong. Everything came rushing back. They way she made me feel. The affection she heaped on me. The smiles I felt from within were coming back as strong as if it were yesterday. What an eye opener. “Really…is all I could think”. When you have loved someone…the feeling never really dies….merely is subdued with the sands of time. When the situation presents itself…the hourglass is shattered and the sands flow freely to the floor leaving nothing hidden. My heart was pounding, palms sweaty and stomach was making me feel ill. It was like I was 20 years old again and I feelings I had when I saw her then were all back with a vengeance. Where the hell was that life lesson….believe me…I was taking notes now and paying attention. We pulled up to the gate and the typical scurrying began.