Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts

Friday, February 13, 2009

Worth Waiting For...(A Valentine's re-post)


In honor of Valentine's Day, I am re-posting just a few excerpts of what I wrote way back in September of 2006...
Our Love Story.
Happy Valentine's Day to all of you!!!


"Ever since I was a little girl, I knew I wanted to be married and have children. And if that wasn't enough, I was a hopeless romantic, as well. So, when my friends began to find serious relationships and pair off one by one, in their early 20's ...and yet I remained alone, I began to feel a profound sadness. Yes, I suppose I was feeling a bit left out. But it was more than that. I seemed to pine for "that certain someone" whom I had not yet met. I could almost feel that "in love" emotion, but it was attached to an invisible guy out there...somewhere.

Oh, I dated. In my 20's, I sort of bloomed late, and began dating several different guys (usually one at a time!) from my church single's group. I sometimes had "feelings" for a few of them. But still, they just weren't right, for one reason or another. I still hadn't met..."him".
People would say, "You're so pretty! I can't understand why you're not married yet!" As if the two things automatically went hand in hand.

As time went on, I began to suspect some of my friends' concerns were based on fact. Maybe I was too picky? Maybe I was just in love with love.
"

Skipping ahead here...After actually secretly responding to a dating ad that read, "Single Male- Christian"....before the days of all the dating websites...I had listened to a recording of his voice where he said a little about himself. I left my own voice message...
and then a few days later...he called.

"I remember hanging up, after we had arranged for a blind date on a Saturday night, thinking that if there turned out to be no chemistry between us in the romance department, I would really hope that at least he and I would become friends. Real friends.

The big day arrived. I was so nervous, but I was determined to play it cool. We had arranged to meet by one of the entry ways to a shop at the mall. It was a late afternoon in mid-August, 1993, but the summer skies had opened up and were letting down a torrent of pouring rain. Luckily, there was a nice shelter at the entryway while I waited. And waited.

And waited.

A young guy about 20 started chatting with me under the shelter as he waited for the rains to let up. He told me if this guy never showed up that I was waiting for, that I should go hang out with him. Flattered, I politely declined.

A half an hour or more went by...yes, I pathetically still stood there...
(Remember, this was before everyone on the planet had a cell phone!) but I just didn't believe the guy I spoke with for two hours would stand me up.

Just as I was thinking of going home, a small car inched in front of the shelter, the driver searching intently in my direction.
I knew in an instant that it was him. I went over and asked his name and when we confirmed who we were. When I looked at him, it was as if I had known him all my life. And though I had safely planned on driving in my own car to the movies, I promptly just opened his door without thinking and hopped in! I would never do this ordinarily...I don't know what came over me! (Kids, please don't do this at home!)
He told me that he had been waiting at the entrance all this time...it had been the other
entrance!
We forgot to specify which entrance- so each of us had been standing on opposite sides, thinking that maybe we had possibly been stood up! Good thing, he decided to drive around slowly, before going home...



The movie we went to see was a new "date" movie called..."Sleepless in Seattle". After wards we went to dinner at a Mexican restaurant, and ended up talking very late into the evening. He told me a few days later that he was so nervous that night...and I could tell that he was, just a bit. But I still thought there was something incredibly special about him

Oh, and yes...though we didn't have our first kiss until the 5th date, I could tell that there was, indeed, that chemistry.

It may have not been in my timing, but God's timing was perfect. He brought me the desire of my heart. I had finally met that someone I had been waiting for. I had finally met... him."


(Don't forget to join me for Home School Open House this coming Tuesday!)
Blessings!!!

Monday, October 15, 2007

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart


Once upon a time, a little boy was born on October 16th, into a large and growing family. He was the sixth to be born, (having come into this world after a tragic passing of the fifth child.)

(Here he is, the baby boy second from left.)

Soon, however, he would be one of a dozen children who filled the family house to overflowing!
Right from the start, he was a spunky little guy...

Independent and adventurous.
(I can see these traits in him even yet!)

God knew that he was the one whom I was praying for...
fast-forward a few years...well, quite a few years....



Now he is also a sweet and loving husband...

(It's not every guy who will come home from a hard day at work and dance all evening with their wife on Valentine's Day to the strains of Tony Bennett...)

A caring and devoted father...

And an incredibly hard worker...


But more than all of these things, he is a man who loves God and tries to serve Him in his everyday life.


And you know what else? Somehow, in spite of all his hard work each day, he's actually getting younger every year!


(And I love him more each day...)

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Pure Romance...



Who says romance has to die?

Last night, my sweetheart brought me home roses...and had put one rose each in a vase for our two daughters. (This was their first time to receive a real rose from him and they were over the moon about it!) He also gave them teddies and candy...with a big box of chocolates for me.

Yes, he certainly knows the way to all of his girls' hearts!

But here's the best part...he took the girls to Awana last night and when he returned, we spent some time alone and slow-danced to this:


Wow.

I cannot tell you how long we had an evening to ourselves like that...and it was one of the best gifts he could have given me. Better than a thousand diamonds...truly.


My husband is a hard-working, car-fixing guy that on some days will just show his love by making sure the house and cars all work as they should. His love language is the act of service, and sometimes this means working all evening on cold cement under a vehicle and getting covered in grease.

But last night, he was Sir Gallahad to all of the ladies in his life... especially me.

Hopefully, he won't be too embarressed by my revealing this and bragging on him just a bit...(after all, he does read my blog!)
But sometimes a gal just has to tell the world when the man she loves does a bit of sweeping her off of her feet.

He's not always Cary Grant. He doesn't have time in the real world. But last night... he was.


Marriage is not a ritual or an end.
It is a long, intricate,
intimate dance together
and nothing matters more
than your own sense of balance
and your choice of partner.

- Amy Bloom -