the courtship begins
I asked her if this was really what she wanted. She took my hand and she said that it was. She had melted my heart. She looked me in the eye. I knew that she meant it. I knew her to be someone who considered things. She was not whimsical. She was always careful.
I knew that she had considered it. She had prayed about it. She had made up her mind. I could not be more than happy about it. I wanted this too. I had considered it carefully and prayerfully. I did believe that God had brought us together.
I usually would be reluctant to hold hands. It was a message to me. It was symbolic of our new relationship. It was her saying she was all in. It was an important step in our development as a couple.
-i had hot planned to take his hand. I wanted to show him that I meant business. I knew what was being asked of me. I was ready to accept that responsibility. I saw the lord's hand in this. This was part of my ministry. I was called to be his wife. I was called to be a mom to his kids. I felt called to minister to the ladies in his church as well.
- "I glad to hear that. " he said. "I am too." She said. She smiled. After a while, we packed it up. We threw away the trash. we got the kids and put them into the van. We headed to my house. We got the kids out of the van.
"Drive safely!" I told her. "I will," she said. "Good. " I said. We had a quick hug. She got in her car. She started her car. She blew me a kiss. I pretended to catch it. I got the kids inside after she left.
Life did bit not quite feel the same. Everything felt different. I would never be the person I was before liane died. Those memories define part of who I am. I wqs wiser because of it. I was about to start a new chapter in my life and our family's life.
- i could not believe that this has happened. We had both hinted at it but now we had discussed it. I was excited. I could not wait to see how this would develop. I was excited to be his wife. I was excited to be a mom to his kids.
It felt like a triumphant ride back home. I felt like a concurring hero. I was on cloud nine. I knew that it would not be easy. I knew that he had baggage. I knew that my youthful exuberance could be a challenge. We might not agree on everything. We were two different people. No two people think alike on every issue. It just does not happen. I am sure we had differences. I decided to cross that bridge when we got there.
When I got home, I told my...