happier than I thought possible

And at times, feeling like, "Why me?" Just what exactly, did I do, to deserve this amazing man and have him love me for exactly who I am? And when, is it all going to come crashing down around my ears?

Things are so incredible and I am not naive enough to think that much of the glow, excitement and fun is that initial "honeymoon" stage of nearly every new relationship. The great thing is, we both realize it and have talked about it. We have made a commitment to always share and talk and to never be complacent about things - our relationship included. He is so open, loving, attentive and caring - it is hard to believe he's the real thing. But I think we've spent enough time together for me to be able to tell if it were an act. Its not. He really is the real thing. We have yet to disagree about anything. That will be telling - our first disagreement and how we handle it.

It is now Tuesday and he is in Chicago on business. We are biking Thursday evening so that is when I will next see him. This coming weekend, we both have our kids so I don't know if I will see him at all, other than Sunday morning for another bike ride. But next weekend is his birthday and I am really excited about that. Friday night is the family dinner and I think it will be at his mom's house. Saturday morning is his nephew's christening and I will be attending that with him. Saturday night is a complete and total surprise for him. We are going to leave his house around 4:30 and head to PDK - a local, small, private plane airport. We will have an appetizer and champagne on the deck of a Greek restaurant that overlooks the runway. At exactly 6:00, a bi-wing, open cockpit plane will pull up to the deck and we will walk down the stairs and get on board for a sunset ride over downtown and Stone Mountain. The flight should last about 40 minutes. Hopefully it will be surprising, totally romantic and we will have wonderful weather. After the flight, I haven't yet decided what to do. His favorite restaurant is Rathburns and I am going to look and see if it would be feasible for us to dine there after the flight. Then we will retire to his house and I've told him that the rest of the weekend is completely up to him. I will do whatever he wants, cook whatever, hike, bike - it is HIS weekend!