Level 29. Enter the Avatara.

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Ava.

Ava Danielle Simone Levine.

This is the night we met. I think she was dressed as Little Red Riding Wolf.

If she wasn't, she should of been. Yowza.

Me? I was dressed as the Avatar.

Not the blue James Cameron kind, but the Airbending Kind .

(If you haven't seen this show, it's one of the best stories ever. I can not recommend it enough, it's somehow both incredibly educational and really fun at the same time. Wonder what the country would be like if our public schools could do that?)

So I was dressed as the Avatar the night I met Avatara. We were also both wearing red. Nice touch.

We started chatting in the kitchen. I quickly realized this was the kind of woman who had the kind of sparkle that could melt my defense mechanisms... 

I realized this right after she finished melting my defense mechanisms. In my defense, it was the first time I had ever been exposed to a laser giggle.

There's just no resisting somebody that pretty, who's also that funny. She also has dedicated her entire life to being a healer. She gave up a ton of money to devote herself to healing. Wait 'til you find out who her family is.

She also had her own showroom at the Pacific Design Center. (Fancy Schmancy) But she gave it all up to pursue a path as a healer.

 When I realized this stunning creature cared about helping people heal as much as I did, it was like somebody doused the protective firewall I had put up around my heart, with a nice cold glass of hot.

Thankfully.

At this point, whenever I started thinking about getting close to someone, I felt obligated to let them know how strange my life was. I didn't want to hide my weird obsession with 27's. I may be strange, but at least I'm upfront about it...

So I deftly steered the conversation to seemingly small talk. "Have any lucky numbers"?

"Yes, 3 and 27."

As they'd been following her around her life.

Depending on which way you do it, her birthday adds up to both 27 and 2007. Nice trick lady...

Her uncles are named Mike and David. Her Aunt's name is Linda, just like my mom.

And her Birthday is exactly seven days after my Mom's, which is exactly seven days after my Dad's.

I was literally in a hole. The depression from having the dream job and having to leave it in order to stay in integrity had  spun me out. I also had a pro-bono client that was calling me almost every night to talk her through the night terrors. I couldn't say no, because I know what it's like when you reach out for help and get the door slammed in your face.

But between her and the bedbug Vampires that were sucking my blood, I wasn't getting much rest. I slipped back into Zombie mode.

She snuck into my apartment and cleaned everything I couldn't. Which was Everything.

Then we she saw that it wasn't enough, she pulled me down to San Diego to live with her for.

Thank you for being strong enough to pull me out of that apartment. And thank you for being so beautiful about it.

Think about this. It's one thing to be the guy with the crazy Idea. It's another thing to be the girlfriend of that guy. I'll let her tell her side of this story when she wants to. You literally will not believe what she has managed to triumph over.

I hope we can talk her into it, as she's currently playing the game of life on an Angelic* level. 

And she's rocking.

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*This will only make sense to Halo players. It's the setting above "Legendary".