He’s older, richer and way out of my league…Benjamin Wright was my Hollywood crush. He’s an icon. Actor, director, producer. All those big, flashy titles they give to older men with gobs of money and fame.

And I just kissed him on a stage in front of thousands of people. And he totally kissed me back.

It’s crazy right? No one grows up and dates the actor heartthrob from the cover of a magazine. But here I am. With him. It’s not all sunshine and roses. I mean, he’s a widow with grown kids, we live and work on opposite sides of the country, and I’m definitely not good enough for him. It’s a lot of obstacles to overcome. And I don’t know if I have the strength to keep fighting for a relationship so many people don’t believe in.

Is my dream come true really a nightmare in disguise?