We reached for the same fry.

You know how I know that Alex and I are on the same page?

We reached for the same fry. It was scary in sync, and we both froze for a split second with our hands over the same greasy fry. And I thought, look at us... we have arrived. And he said, we're the same person. And I thought, here we go.

Because at some point, you have to let go. Eventually, it doesn't matter where you've been or who you once were or what's happened to you before this moment. It doesn't matter how many times you've thought you found The One or how many times "The One" has broken your heart. Sometimes you just have to be thrilled that there's a guy in front of you that likes you... in a way that is new and different and one-hundred percent unrelated to any relationship you've ever been in or crush you've ever had. And in that, you just have to hope for a result that is likewise just as different.

The truth is... I've always wanted someone that was obnoxiously tall. It's not really fair, you know. As short as I am, I could date a short guy and leave the tall guys to the more statuesque girls that find themselves in a more limited dating pool. Call me selfish, but those girls will just have to deal.

And he's a Christian. And not in a, oh-sure-I'm-a-Christian-because-we're-all-Christians-here-in-the-South kind of way. But in an actively-seeking-Christ kind of way. In a talks-to-me-about-his-faith kind of way. In a let's-keep-Christ-the-center-of-our-relationship kind of way. And that's kind of the best way, I think.

And he's funny. And smart. Like my dad. Sometimes he's so quick that he leaves me speechless, and that's a really impressive thing to do.

So I can't decide if I'm thrilled or terrified, but I guess I'll settle for smitten. It's like when you're so pumped to get on the roller coaster, but as soon as they strap you in you wonder what on Earth you were thinking... and right as you reach the top of the first hill, you think you might actually throw up... but somewhere along the way, the adrenaline kicks in and you find yourself throwing your hands in the air.

It's a rush.