Passport

In 3 weeks, save 1 day, I'll be heading out to the Dominican Republic to meet someone I was introduced to by a close friend at work.

I've known only known her by voice and through the messages we exchange on a daily basis.

Even growing up in cultures that are so completely different, it's incredible to find that we have so much in common. She's a strong, educated, single mother who's been through even more than I have, which is certainly saying a lot.

I've never fallen for someone in a foreign language before and I can only hope my American accent is charming enough to cover my seemingly vain attempts at eloquence in Spanish.

I applied for my passport just a few days ago and it made all this feel so real. This is the craziest thing I've ever done and I don't know what to expect.

I'm nervous and I know she is too. But hell...even if this all goes horribly wrong, it'll still make for one hell of adventure.

When you have nothing, you have nothing to lose, no?

I know we'll become good friends either way...but I can't shake this strong suspicion that fate might well have something even more in store for us.