I have been in Florida for less than twenty-four hours - and I already feel at home.

When I got off the plane, I will admit that I felt, for the first time in my life - nervous. After all, I was about to meet all of Mary's friends, who know that in one moth - their friend is moving over one thousand miles away to live with me. So to be honest, I thought that would be a slight disadvantage for me - until about one hour after I got here.

The first friends of Mary's I met were James and Chris. As soon as the door opened and I shook James' hand, I felt like I not only knew him for a long time - but as if I was already in his house before. I was very happy that they made me feel so welcome - and that they liked me as much as they did. I told Mary when we discussed her moving to New York that I wanted to meet her friends and her father before she moved so they can know the person that I am before she moves in with someone that they only know of through what Mary tells them about me. That was very important to me.

Here I was, in Florida sipping in a Bud at Mastry's when just this morning, I was on the phone with the New York Post going over a story about taxicab complaints. To be able to spend the morning on one side of the country and that same evening somewhere else is one of my favorite things - and of all the people to come to see.

As I was waiting for Mary to arrive at the airport, because my plane landed early, I watched couple after couple reunite with one another. As soon as one got off the plane, the other person ran in their arms and not let go. After a dozen or so of those, I was getting rather impatient. It has been a month since I was able to stand in the same room with Mary, and I didn't want to wait another second after I deplaned - and then I saw her.

As soon as I saw her, I instantly felt a rush of adrenaline flow through my veins with the same ferocity as if I touched an outlet with a wet hand. I wanted to abandon my bags and run toward her so fast, but I instead stood there and waited for her to finally hug me, and when she did - I did not want to let go until it was time to head back to New York.

After that much needed first hug, another thing happened that proved to me that we could not be anymore perfect together. Sure we both were ecstatic when we first saw each other - but after the initial first hug - we acted as if we saw each other just yesterday. In other words, despite the fact that we were unable to be affectionate with each other for over a month - we love each other so much that we can make the time we spend apart count as much as the time we spend together. Even though I am the one involved in this relationship - I am still taken aback by how natural our love is.

I have four long days to spend in Florida with Mary, her friends and her hometown - and I can't wait.