I was married and we shared thee same best friend. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander back to that day. I clearly remember meeting him. She, our shared best friend, had often talked about him and I had a definite vision of what I believed he would be like and even a vision of what I thought he would look like. It was years later that I realized he wasn't any of those things.
His eyes were piercing blue and his smile was genuine. He was comfortable and very easy to get along with. It could not of been the easiest atmosphere to walk into. We all had very strong personalities and sarcasm should be our middle names. Our group was open to others but we had so many "inside jokes" and "funny sayings" that it could sometimes be hard to keep up with us and what we were talking about.
He took it all in...I don't think I ever saw him without a smile on his face. The moment I realized I could tease him - it was on - he was part of the gang.
The truth...I never saw him in any other capacity then a friend. I was married, happily married at the time. I did feel like he was someone I wanted to get to know more about. He had a calming spirit. We sat and watched fire works together and conversation was light, easy and fun. He had this quiet confidence that I found refreshing.
The thing I remember most was when he left. I thought he was nothing like what I imagined - he was better in every way.
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