Sorry guys! Someone has to talk me down. Does anyone remember when I was trying to decide if I wanted to send the Valentine's card to the guy in Chicago? The one I'm crazy about, the best-uh, you know- I ever had? He called me this morning and said "what would you say if I told you I'm moving back down there?" !!! I didn't say anything-ME, SPEECHLESS (?). I'm excited, but my chest started to tighten up - this really could happen. Why am I so scared? Why can't I ever just let myself be happy? I worry about what "could" happen, and in most cases ruin it- before it has a chance.
