As I mentioned in part 1, we spent the greater part of the summer more-than-friends-but-not-yet-dating until one night after a trip to Sonic.
That summer my friends and I spent a lot of evenings after church hanging out at Sonic. This particular evening, July 31, was no different.
(sorry for the poor quality…I really thought I had the original picture somewhere but I searched and searched and couldn’t find it, so this a picture of a picture on Michael’s letter box)
After church (I’m pretty sure it was a Wednesday night) several of us went to Sonic. I wasn’t driving yet, so I needed a ride to Sonic…of course I made sure that Michael was my ride. Now, he had actually told my friend, Katelyn, that he was planning to ask me out, and as any good friend would, Katelyn passed that information along to me. He hadn’t told her when he planned to, though, so I didn’t really know what to expect.
My brother had also gotten a ride to Sonic that night, and after a while my Mom pulled up to pick him up. He hopped in the car and she pulled away before I even realized what was going on and got up. Had I been a little quicker, I would have gotten in the car with her and gone on home. But I wasn’t quick, and after I saw her pull out I just couldn’t believe she had left me there. Although later I came to realize that it was a bit of a set-up so that Michael would bring me home.
And that’s exactly what happened. When it was time to go, Michael offered to take me home. We rode the 10 minutes to my house just chit-chatting. Right before we turned into my driveway (apparently so that if I did reject him we wouldn’t have to ride in awkward silence), Michael said “Umm…so do you think you would like to go out sometime?”. And I did a little squeal/laugh thing and squeaked “Of course!”.
He dropped me off and headed home, relieved. I ran into the house so excited (and nervous!)!
That following Friday, we had our first sort-of date. He picked me up and we went to his brother’s birthday dinner. After dinner we went to hang out with some friends and watch a movie, and then I had actually planned to spend the night with one of my girl friends so I stayed there and he went on home. So it wasn’t really a date but it was our first “event” as a couple.
Just like it took us a while to go from “I like you” to “Let’s go out”, it also took a while to go on a “real” date, have a first kiss, and even hold hands…mostly because I was nervous. Michael was my first real boyfriend and I really didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know if I was ready for a relationship, so we took it slow. Which I definitely recommend…there’s no need to rush.
I don’t know about Michael, but for me things were a little unsure at first. It wasn’t like I knew I was going to marry him from day one. I just knew that I liked him and wanted to get to know him better. But I just didn’t know if things would work out once the summer was over, or if this was just going to be a summer “thing”. Obviously you know the ending to this story since here we are married, nine years later. But it was a bit of a long road to get here, so stay tuned for part three to hear (as Paul Harvey would say) The Rest of the Story.