First

For Dwayne. Thanks for showing me how amazing the stars can be. 

                                           -Drive Me Sane dedication 

There’s a lot that goes into writing a good romance novel.  Well, there is a lot that goes into writing a good novel period, but we’re talking romance here today.  More specifically “first.”  You know, that first glance.  The first time your eyes met and lingered.  The touch that made your whole body nearly whither to the floor. First words, first date, first kiss.  The first time you … well, you get my point.  All of these acts are equally important in writing a good love story.  But, that doesn’t mean they always have to be perfect.  More often than not, it’s the weird and awkward occurrences that draw us in.  After all, real life is rarely a fairytale, right?

Right.

Today is mine and my husband’s fifteen year anniversary.  We’ve had a lot of first together.  Some of them I remember and some of them I don’t. Sadly, I can’t recall our first kiss, but I do remember the first time he tried.

We were at the lake with some friends and were left alone by what I now suspect was preplanned by either our friends or maybe the guys.  Sitting at a picnic table, we talked, about what I don’t know.  I just remember every once in a while he’d get that look in his eye.  You know, that look of bravery just before you try something new.  And every time he did, I’d turn my face up toward the sky.  Of course I knew what he was leading up to and of course I wanted it to happen, but I was also more nervous than I’d ever been in my life.  Like butterflies went wild, sweaty palms, could barely talk straight nervous.  Yes, those things really do happen.  I’ll just be honest.  Girls can be funny and it seems we always do the exact opposite of we want.  I wanted to kiss him and I didn’t and every time he’d move closer, I’d inch a little bit away.  Finally he leaned in and I jerked my head back up at the sky.  “The stars sure are pretty,” I said.   They were pretty.  Sprinkled across the darkness, twinkling like little diamonds.  “They are,” he answered.  And that was that.

No kiss happened that night and yet I remember it as clearly as if it happened yesterday.  It just goes to show, that sometimes it isn’t the act itself that’s so meaningful, but all those special things that happen along the way.  We laugh about this now, as well as, a proposal I completely ruined, but that’s a story for another day.

Happy Anniversary D.  I don’t know how you put up with me, but I’m sure glad you do.  Love you

So tell me, anyone else have a first that went wrong or an awkward moment that turned out to be a pleasant surprise?

Comments ( 3 )

  1. Replywccunningham

    Happy Anniversay to you both! Your husband sounds like the kind if guy I'd enjoy a beer with. :)

  2. Replyrachelcarrera

    Aww, that's such a sweet story! Happy (belated) Anniversary! <3

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