Nov. 17th, 2004 - 11:30ish AM, Phoenix, AZ.
So she and I had talked about how we were going to meet. I told her that she would have to wait for me past the security checkpoint at the airport. I told her that I would just look out for her red hair and she would look out for my Yankees hoodie...etc etc.
So the moment comes...and I'm approching the checkpoint. I know just beyond that border, she'll be there. I got scared....stopped....thought about what I was doing. Head spinning, heart pounding, hands sweating...I took a deep breath and kept going. I was nervous but I was excited.
So I take those big steps through that corridor and I walk out, look around......no red hair. No SG hoodie...nothing. I honestly thought she didn't show up. I get a text message from her:
"Fuck I'm so nervous."
At this point I'm all kinds of confused. I respond:
"Where are you?"
Still looking around....nothing.....my phone chimes, I look:
"I'm on the second floor next to a bookstore in front of a bunch of windows."
I was relieved...she was there. I was on the second floor...an airport is full of windows...I don't see a bookstore. Where is she? Trying to get a more exact location, I respond:
"Do you see a Starbucks?"
At this point...right near Starbucks, I see a store that sells books. My heart drops again. I slowly begin to walk in that direction. I see a hallway next to the bookstore....and I turn down that hallway where at the end is a huge bay of windows overlooking the airport runways.
Its her. She's looking out the window, NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND. Her back facing me.
I cant see her because the sun is shining brightly...all I can see is her silhouette. But I know it's her. I can tell she's just as scared as I am. I can read her nervous body language.
I put my hand to my mouth. I want to scream out, "RANNIE"...but I can't. I can't say ANYTHING. I take slow steps up towards her. As I get closer, her back still to me.......my phone chimes again. I look:
"It's right behind me," she had replied on the phone.
She hears the my phone and turns around....we see each others face with our naked eyes for the very first time.
We stare at each other for a second and she runs to me and hugs me. I threw my arms around her and squeezed hard. It was the most wonderful hug I do believe I have ever receieved in my entire life. I never wanted to let go.
We held each other, without saying a word, for at least 5 minutes. She smelled so wonderful. I ran my fingers through her hair over and over.
My first words to her, "Let me see your face again." She pulled away. I looked at her and was in complete awe of her beauty.
She touched my face, "You're so beautiful," she said. We stared into each others eyes.
And then we kissed.....for what seemed to be forever....and I knew it was "real."
I'm never going to forget that experience. I never want to. I'll always have warm feelings when I think of that morning in Phoenix. No matter where I go, no matter what I do...there will always be a special place in my heart for that person and that day.
I love you Annie. We can make this work.
So she and I had talked about how we were going to meet. I told her that she would have to wait for me past the security checkpoint at the airport. I told her that I would just look out for her red hair and she would look out for my Yankees hoodie...etc etc.
So the moment comes...and I'm approching the checkpoint. I know just beyond that border, she'll be there. I got scared....stopped....thought about what I was doing. Head spinning, heart pounding, hands sweating...I took a deep breath and kept going. I was nervous but I was excited.
So I take those big steps through that corridor and I walk out, look around......no red hair. No SG hoodie...nothing. I honestly thought she didn't show up. I get a text message from her:
"Fuck I'm so nervous."
At this point I'm all kinds of confused. I respond:
"Where are you?"
Still looking around....nothing.....my phone chimes, I look:
"I'm on the second floor next to a bookstore in front of a bunch of windows."
I was relieved...she was there. I was on the second floor...an airport is full of windows...I don't see a bookstore. Where is she? Trying to get a more exact location, I respond:
"Do you see a Starbucks?"
At this point...right near Starbucks, I see a store that sells books. My heart drops again. I slowly begin to walk in that direction. I see a hallway next to the bookstore....and I turn down that hallway where at the end is a huge bay of windows overlooking the airport runways.
Its her. She's looking out the window, NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND. Her back facing me.
I cant see her because the sun is shining brightly...all I can see is her silhouette. But I know it's her. I can tell she's just as scared as I am. I can read her nervous body language.
I put my hand to my mouth. I want to scream out, "RANNIE"...but I can't. I can't say ANYTHING. I take slow steps up towards her. As I get closer, her back still to me.......my phone chimes again. I look:
"It's right behind me," she had replied on the phone.
She hears the my phone and turns around....we see each others face with our naked eyes for the very first time.
We stare at each other for a second and she runs to me and hugs me. I threw my arms around her and squeezed hard. It was the most wonderful hug I do believe I have ever receieved in my entire life. I never wanted to let go.
We held each other, without saying a word, for at least 5 minutes. She smelled so wonderful. I ran my fingers through her hair over and over.
My first words to her, "Let me see your face again." She pulled away. I looked at her and was in complete awe of her beauty.
She touched my face, "You're so beautiful," she said. We stared into each others eyes.
And then we kissed.....for what seemed to be forever....and I knew it was "real."
I'm never going to forget that experience. I never want to. I'll always have warm feelings when I think of that morning in Phoenix. No matter where I go, no matter what I do...there will always be a special place in my heart for that person and that day.
I love you Annie. We can make this work.
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I'm so happy I can call you that.
I'm doing ok today. I just got home from the salon. I was there with my girls. I think we stayed there for like 4 hours. it was a trip. my friend's aunt dyed my hair super black like I'd been wanting to. it kicks much ass.
I had a hard time getting up this morning.
I'm going out again in a bit but I should be around later. peace!