I Am His Mata-Hari
April 16, 2010, the winds blew cold and I couldn't settle down. It was so unlike me. It was a Saturday night about 10pm and yet I couldn't sleep. So, I got up and got dressed. I walked up to the bar about three blocks away. There he was. My future husband. I cold called my Mother and told her I was staring at my husband. She asked his name. I didn't know. I hadn't met him yet. I was observing him. His gestures. His smile. His eyes. How relaxed he seemed with his friends. A friend, I recognized. Dane. I couldn't remember his last name but it didn't matter. Dane was going to introduce me to my forever.