I don't think I can expect anyone to read about our wedding plans before I tell you a little bit about myself and the groom. So without further ado, read on and find out how we met...
The
Groom and I have been together for 10 years (11 years this December
actually). Would you believe me if I told you we met on a blind date?
Well it's true, we did. I suppose we prove that not all blind dates are
hideously disastrous. The groom is often fond of telling me that when he
saw me, for him it was love at first sight. I can't deny that even
after this long, knowing that makes me feel special. I won't lie
though, it took me a little while longer to love him back. I didn't
know for sure, at least not until the end of the date.
I
couldn't tell I loved him just by looking at him you see. It was
something else. It was knowing him. Even from our first polite and shy
conversation on that 1st date I could just tell, & I'd had A LOT of
1st dates. I just felt like I'd known him before. Like I'd always known
him. The ease with which our conversation could flow. The way we could
sit in comfortable silence from the very 1st day. I don't think it is
supposed to be that easy, but it was. That 1st date started at 11am on
the 7th of December 2002. It didn't finish until 2am on the 8th of
December.
The plan had been to meet, go bowling and then
to lunch. A nice, innocent 1st date. Designed by me to be simple, &
easy to make a quick getaway in the event that things went badly. I'd
escape after lunch and still have the afternoon free to go shopping. Can
you tell I wasn't expecting great things? Although by lunchtime we
weren't done. We were having fun. We were bonding, we were enthralled.
We went for drinks too. Then dinner. Then to watch some football (he was
meant to be playing as he hadn't expected the date to go on so long or
go so well either).
Then he drove me home. It was about 10pm. We pulled
up outside my house and we couldn't stop talking. So we sat in his car,
in the dark. Just talking, and holding hands. We talked of everything and nothing, of bad things and good. I felt the world shift as if something had suddenly slipped into place. I suppose that is when I knew for sure. I just knew that no matter how
much time I spent with this man I would never tire of him. It was more than attraction, or compatibility. It just WAS. Finally, shyly and gently
he touched my hair and we kissed. Gentle and tender and deep. We had
been in the car for 4 hours, and we could have stayed there forever...Reluctantly though, we called it a night, but that was only the
beginning...
Next time on the blog: What happened next....
