I remember the day well.
It was a Friday. It started out cloudy and all my classes were cancel that day for some reason so I would take a nap on my couch to catch up on some sleep but I couldn't thinking of who you were and what this day was going to be like. A couple hours later I had to go to work. I was a tour guide for the school at the time and it was required that we look professional, so I got a dress on and started to get ready. The sun came out and it was quite hot. I was meeting the parents of a friend in the ward whose parents were in town and wanted tour of the new byui-center. I was at ease the whole time. It was my job and I knew the whole ends and outs of every building on campus. However, when I was finished with the tour and time grew closer to meeting you I grew extremely anxious.
I didn't want to go on the date anymore. Blind dates were scary, it was my first one and I felt it would have just been better if I didn't agree to it at all. I started resisting the efforts of my roommates. I didn't want to get dressed, I was comfortable in my dress and it was hot! I didn't want to fix my curls that had started falling out from earlier that day and I especially just wanted to wash what little makeup I had on off. I gave in, changed my clothes to something more suitable for roller blading, that's what the activity was, and waited anxiously for you to come. I heard a knock at the door. I could feel my insides turning inside of me, who was this person I was about to meet for the first time and then go on a date with? Who does that anyways, just meets someone for the first time and then goes on a date with them not even knowing who they are or what they look like? Apparently me, I was the person who does that. I begged my roommates to get the door I didn't want to meet you that way. However, after they refused I knew I had to get the door. I hope you didn't feel like you were waiting too long because it seemed like time was moving so slow for me between the time you knocked and the time I actually opened the door. But time sped up as soon as I did open the door. I can't lie you didn't stop my heart right then and there, and I wasn't too impressed by what you were wearing. But then again who would be... a blue stripe Hollister V-neck, baggy light wash colored jeans and sporty looking Nike's. Obviously this was something you weren't too excited on doing either. However you had such a handsome face so I could look past the fashion faux pas. Anyways, the date went on and I had to open my mouth to talk.
We all decided to walk to the roller rink instead of driving, and it was nice. Talking to you felt so natural and I couldn't help but feel like we had been friends before. I never felt like I had a super easy time talking to guys before, especially strangers. However, you never seemed to be a stranger to me. At the roller rink, how do I put this nicely... you stunk at roller blading, but it was okay because it gave us a chance to flirt and hold hands. The date wasn't done there. It was planned that to end the date we would watch a scary movie. So you and I volunteered to go find a movie to rent. We decided to walk to the movie rental store (which was a gas station a couple blocks away), and it gave us more of a chance to talk and get to know each other. We talked about country music, how I was a vegetarian, what our ethnicity was and where we grew up. You brought up a couple of times some previous dates you had been on and it had already made me feel a little jealous. Though I obviously wanted a guy with dating experience, I hoped that you weren't in love with someone else because I was feeling so good about you and me I knew I wanted to be yours.
When we got back to my place with the movie we chose, I immediately changed into my sweats and washed off my make up. I know you weren't too impressed with that but I was so comfortable with you I just didn't mind so much and who watches a movie at night without getting comfy? That's just something I can't do. By the middle of the movie you were tickling me and poking my side trying to scare me during the intense parts of the movie and it worked. It made me heart skip having you sitting so close. You ended up putting your arm around me and it felt so natural. The night ended so soon and it was time for you to go. You didn't ask for my number and my heart sunk. I was afraid you were going to be like every other guy buttering me up, acting like you wanted me, putting your arm around me to cuddle and then never talk to me again. My roommates asked if I had known you before the date because we seemed so comfortable but I told them I didn't. It made me happy but at the same time sad because I was afraid I would never see you again. My roommate who set up the date asked me what I thought and how it went and I told her you didn't get my number. It must have bothered her too that you didn't because she texted you right away about it and gave you my number. You texted me that night about the date and then the next few days I hoped that there would come some kind of excuse to talk to you. You had no idea, and you still may have no idea how much I had fallen for you in such a short time. You were unlike anyone I had ever dated before and it was so refreshing and felt so right. I had fallen in love so fast without even knowing everything about it, and it was scary but it was okay because God was guiding me helping me along the way.
I'm so glad we met that day Paul, though things haven't always gone according to plan I know that us meeting and getting married was definitely something that was not only our plan but Gods plan as well as evident in our sealing to each other in the temple. I love you Paul! Always have, always will!
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