They met on Facebook. Then texting, finally talking on the phone.
I was kept updated as things progressed. As she went from hundreds of candidates, to one.
They had so much in common. Went to the same concert once, sat in the same row. Was it fate??
Both embarking on a journey, deciding if they want to share the experience.
Finally. It was time to meet.
They met at my house, and drove together from here. Big smiles and “hello’s” all around before they left.
And then the waiting.
A text update to me during a bathroom break..”I’m so nervous!”
More updates later: “We went shopping and now we’re at Mitchell’s. We’re bonding, I think this is going well.”
Dancing around the BIG QUESTION…. feeling each other out.
And then, it happened.
“Mom, we’re rooming together!”
She picked a roommate for college. They picked each other. With wide and hopeful smiles, they then moved to picking out all the things they are going to do to their dorm room, to make it “theirs.”
I swear this was more stressful than a first date. At the end of the night, I felt like we should be announcing an engagement…..it felt so HUGE.
And it was, wasn’t it??