As a little girl, I dreamt about my soul mate. Sitting on my bed, fingering the smooth cotton sheets and baking under the warm California sun, I was certain that somewhere on this earth...he was also dreaming of me. Where would we meet? When would we meet? How would we meet? All of these questions concerned me, espeically the question of "if" we would meet, that is until he walked into my life. Then I knew.

He was a young boy in New York and he knew that someday, somewhere, somehow he would meet me. Someone who would understand the way he looked at things, not as they are in reality, but as they might be and should be. When his eyes first fell upon me, he was captivated. To him I seemed so quiet and gentle, yet in some way so strong. But most of all-so deep, not shallow. He gazed at me not flirtatiously or seductively, but clearly...and unafraid.

Soon we met and starting talking, casually at first. He was kind and honest and he saw right through me. Time quickly passed before we knew that we were falling in love. I know that life will never be the same again. It will have more depth, more meaning, more excitement and wonder than either one of us ever dreamed possible. Life will also hold some heartaches, irritations and frustrations, but they will pale in comparison. Together we will achieve life's greatest prize- happiness.

In this moment, I am happy, I am in love and I am vulnerable.