(For the girl I lit the candles for)

I didn’t tell many people about you.  But when I did, it was like a faucet that couldn’t be turned off.  Once at church in NYC, a friend was telling me about how her husband and her ended up together.  He originally liked someone else, Becky or so-and-so from Brooklyn and my friend helped him to make a mixtape for the other girl.  My friend then asked me whether there was someone that also made me feel that way and I said “—-— from Princeton “ (yes, I know, I should have been “—-— from Gaithersburg” but I’m sometimes stupid that way).  And when I get excited, I can get really loud and she had to quieten me down, as we were in the church nursery.  She then teased me the rest of that Sunday.

I’ll also say this – for what it’s worth, when I tell people who know both of us, I get two responses – mild surprise and something like that kinda makes sense.