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She Said:
Danny and I met online through Yahoo! September 7th, 2001.  I don't usually respond to PMs (personal messages), but for some reason when he said "Hi" I sent back a quick note.  Little did I realize this simple conversation would lead to something quite significant.  We began chatting online frequently. Sometimes for hours (8 hours one time) for about 3 weeks before actually talking or meeting.  I was a bit hesitant to meet in person. Not really having much luck with "dating" I sort of gave up on it. However, the chat sessions we were having made me wonder who this amazing guy was and I agreed to meet for dinner. 

I remember hearing Danny's voice for the first time. He called me on the afternoon of September 22nd, 2001. It was a feeling quite indescribable.  I had butterflies, yet found warmth and comfort in his words.  We seemed to "click" without even trying.  We met for the first time that same evening at the Olive Garden.  Admittedly, I was a little nervous about meeting Danny in person. Our chat sessions were so enjoyable I think we both were hoping each other were truly "real".  As I began walking toward the only guy wearing a green-striped shirt, as he mentioned he would be wearing, all I could think was "DO NOT TRIP".  I threw caution to the wind (trying to put aside how clumsy I am) and wore heels. 

We talked all night, at least until the restaurant closed.  Then we stood in the parking lot and talked for another 45 minutes before giving each other a hug good night.  I never knew a hug could feel so good.  It was difficult parting.  I think for both of us it seemed amazing that two people could connect so instantaneously. Before leaving, Danny gave me flowers (which I still have pressed), and a mixed CD he made for me.  I remember driving home, listening to the CD and calling my grandmother to tell her what an amazing time I had.  I think I even blurted out "I think he may be the ONE" all that from one date (and several conversations).  Danny really made an everlasting impression on me.

Four days went by and what seemed like an eternity before we met again for dinner at Applebee's.  The conversation and company was still captivating.  The night again dwindled away.  After the restaurant closed we sat in my car parked in the parking lot until 4:00 a.m. 
JUST talking and listening to music (both our passion).  He's a perfect gentleman and I'm old-fashioned.  The anticipation of a "good night" kiss was an excruciating wait.  However, we did finally share the most amazing tender kiss just before leaving one another.  I literally saw stars.  Realizing I had to be up for work at 6:30 we hesitantly called it a night.  We've been inseparable since.  Either talking, chatting or seeing one another every single day.  I have over 180 emails (and counting) from Danny and that's not including the times we've been online instant messaging.  Danny is my best friend.  There isn't anything we haven't or couldn't possibly talk about.  I still get butterflies each and every time I see him.

I feel so fortunate having met a wonderful man like Danny and look forward to us sharing all the wonderful things the future may hold. 


He Said:
It all started innocently on September 7, 2001, the first time Sherrie and I connected with each other via the internet.  Actually, I tried to PM her using Yahoo! Messenger earlier in the week, but got no response.  Usually, if I've PM'd someone out of the blue and they don't respond back, I'll leave them alone and deem them uninterested.  For some reason or another, I decided to PM Sherrie twice, maybe because her Yahoo I.D. has some familiar numbers....371973.  I could only assume she was born March 7, 1973, a day before me.  I had to try again, and thankfully our first words were exchanged.  Yes, I "met" Sherrie online, but another event occurred: my soul mate had arrived.

We had decided to talk to one another around 1:00 pm on the phone for the first time on Saturday, September 22, after I was done with work.  The conversation went well, offering each other more tidbits of information that somehow slipped through the cracks during internet chatting.  I really wanted to meet Sherrie, so I asked her if we could go to dinner or something.  We agreed to meet at the Olive Garden at 7:30 pm.  It's a date.....no actually, to take the pressure off, we agreed "just friends" meeting up for a bite to eat. 

Attempting to give each other wardrobe possibilities so we could recognize one another, I wore my trusty green-striped shirt and blue jeans. Sherrie wasn't quite sure what her attire would be, so it was pretty much up to her to find me waiting outside the restaurant.  Besides, at least she saw a photo of me, and I was relying on a description of her appearance.  Luckily, there weren't many blue-eyed blondes walking around that were looking lonely without a date. 

Well, to be honest, standing in front of the Olive Garden, I was extremely nervous.... and after seeing Sherrie's car park in the restaurant lot, the nervous sensation only got stronger.  I'd be lying if I didn't mention the fact that seeing Sherrie gracefully (in heels) walk from her car to me was... well, let's just say it was love at first sight.  So much for "just friends."  As she approached, I was almost wishing that it wasn't her, only because she was so beautiful, clearly someone I would label as "out of my league." 

We exchanged hellos and small talk and proceeded inside after our table was ready.  Again, the nervous energy was intense, but my only worry revolved around...."Will she like me or not?"  I couldn't really get a sense of how she felt about me.  After endless conversations about "this," "that" and the "other thing," our waitress was giving us blatant hints that we should tip her and leave...you would think this would signify the end of the date...but we talked outside for about 45 minutes, chatting about music, movies and such.  At this time, I was able to give Sherrie flowers and a CD I created for her...a CD that would hint at certain future possibilities between us.  Lyrically, I selected songs that would provide her with my hopes and dreams in music form....little did I know that music would bind us on other levels.  We ended the night with probably the most sensational hugs ever recorded in hug history.  I was still unsure of how Sherrie viewed our first date, but if anything else, even if I never saw her again, it was an evening I would cherish forever.
He had me from hello........
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