Jul 08, 2006 01:09
Today I finally met Danny. Although I’ve heard all about him from Nick, have spoken to him online, seen pictures and even heard his voice, meeting him was like nothing I had ever expected. Even though he was a little quiet, he was very “approachable” - as he calls it - and easy to get along with. We immediately had things in common and discussed a broad range of topics in what seemed to be an endless conversation. And as Danny pointed out later - after the jokes, poking fun, sharing stories about Nick and even telling some of our own histories - he said that as with most of Nick’s friends, he already felt like he had known me for a lifetime.
I too was trying to figure out why I felt so at ease with someone I had just met. I concluded, as I told Danny, that sometimes I accidentally felt like I was actually with Nick instead of Danny. Just as some people say they feel closer to someone even if they are just around one of their friends, I told Danny that it feels like a little part of Nick must be inside him and that’s what made him feel so approachable.
We had a wonderful time just chatting about random things - not the sort of boring this that usually come up in a first conversation with someone, but ordinary things like this conversation was our 500th, except we didn’t just converse on one topic, but jumped around. Then I showed Danny the little Moroccan museum where Nick and I hung out for the first time and watched the surprise in his eyes as I told him how “young” I was.
I took Danny on Mission: Space because he had never been on it before. I still don’t think I’ll fully be able to wrap my mind around something that I have gone on so many times (and like many rides in the parks, basically grown up on) being so brand new to someone. But Danny was eager to try the ride and said he was sure he wanted to go on it. But of course, sitting on the ride, he got a little unsure and jittery and right before we took off, he grabbed my hand for reassurance.
I have held a lot of boys’ hands over the years - whether it be through dating in high school and college or being married to so many different guys at work - I still always make note of the way a boy holds my hand. I don’t know, maybe it’s just one of my “things”. But this really stuck with me today. No one has ever held my hand like that. I can’t get over it - he just had his hand on top of mine, like they weren’t interlaced or anything but he was holding on. I think maybe because it was just for comfort. Danny was just grabbing my hand to know, just to know within his heart that someone else was going through this next to him. And although we had just met, the idea that he already felt so at home with me and that we were already that type of old friends, was a testament to the type of person he is.
Danny really seems like a great guy. He just seemed so genuine. He is easy-going and good-humored, classy (I’m hearing all of this in my head with a British accent, of course) and fun-loving and it is easy to see after just spending today with him, why Nick loves him.
As happy as I was before for Nick when he told me all about Danny and about how much they cared about each other, now I am even more thrilled since I know both parties. They are both such wonderful people and they deserve every happiness in the world.
I am so sorry I inadvertently ruined Nick’s plans to surprise Danny this evening but I realized something in the aftermath. The look of disappointment in Nick’s eyes was like something I had never seen before. He truly loves him. And I wish that everyone can know love like Nick and Danny’s sometime in their life.