ADS 336x280 Here...
A colleague got Tali and I into a private party at the Brooklyn Historical Society where there was a body-painter on call to paint anyone. We didn't get a chance to get painted but others did and it was quite a sight.Tali and I had some opportunity to dance and I suddenly dropped it. Not my pants but something far more revealing. I looked into her dreamy eyes and told her I loved her. I put it out there with confidence that I'd get the RETURN. Instead, she said "I know." Reminiscent of the time she said I have a nice ass and I responded, "I know."
Later that night, her friend berated her for that Seinfeldian remark. (Recall the episode where George had to say 'I love you' a second time to his girlfriend because the first time he said it into her deaf ear, only to find out she did indeed hear him the first time but didn't respond). I, on the other hand, took it in stride for the simple reason that I knew by her body language, gaze, and demeanor that she too had fallen in love. The same is true of my behavior but I chose to withhold it, not using the L-Word in vain. I didn't want to be cavalier with it, abuse it, or diminish its emotional significance. For at least I month now, I said things like 'I REALLY LIKE you', a LOT! Divorce has made me cautious but I could no longer deny the reality of it all.
So I hear my friends, who are dating, wondering whether to have a conversation about 'where is this going' or agonize how you tell if the person is right for you, I smile to myself and consider how lucky I am. I went out with Tali with the intent of having fun and connecting. When it's right, you just know it. You shouldn't have to negotiate it. You should certainly discuss the ramifications, practicality, and consequences but you're just gonna know. You can't miss it when you see it. I hope you all find it soon and keep it alive. In the meantime, three thumbs up, folks!
Oh, and by the way, I love Tali!
(Get your finger out of your throat, please)