Happy Valentine’s Day!! I didn’t mean to wait all the way until V day to write this one, but then the day got closer and closer, and I figured why not? If you missed them, you can read parts 1 and 2 of our story here and here.
This part of our story is a wee bit embarrassing. It’s the part where I act like a silly school girl. But nevertheless, it’s part of our journey so I will share it. After our magical time dancing at Jess and Rene’s wedding, around came February, and with it, the holiday that every single girl dreads. President’s Day. Ha. I kid. Along with the usual single girl blues on Valentine’s Day, I was also having an irresistible urge to do something crazy. It must have been a full moon. So, I texted Jess to confess to her, and in order for her to talk some sense into me. This is how the conversation went:
Me: “I reeeeaaally want to text Dave today and ask him to be my valentine.I’m trying to fight the urge cuz I don’t want to freak him out. But I also feel like I may die waiting for him.”
Cringe. I cannot believe I just admitted to the public at large that those words ever came out of my mouth… well, phone. And oh, the irony that I thought I would die waiting for him after like 5 months. Little did I know. Anywho…
Jess: “Hahaha!!! You are awesome! You totally should! Let me know what he says!”
Me: “Oh girl, you should not encourage me!! Well I just might do it! I’ll let you know.”
Then I finished the remaining few hours of working, and came home to take a bubble bath. Because it was Valentine’s Day. And it was cold and rainy. And a bubble bath is a great place to think. Why am I explaining myself? I need not and shall not make excuses for taking a long, luxurious bubble bath.
I digress. So… in the bath I talked to Jesus. (Which I often do in the bath.) I was genuinely seeking an answer on whether I should ask Dave to be my Valentine. I think you’re probably judging me right now. You are either thinking a) why would you pray about such a silly thing? You are a zealous weirdo. or… b) Did you really think you were going to hear God’s voice telling you NOT to do it? You probably just heard what you wanted to hear. Well Judgy Judgerson, let me just explain myself. (And I hope you know that I really don’t think that about you. Sorry I resorted to name calling.) In response to point a – I prayed about this because I really, honestly and truly did not want to pursue David. I wanted to be pursued by him. But I thought perhaps a simple gesture such as this would not be such a big deal. I still wanted to ask Jesus though. And b) (see above for a refresher on what point b was) this is a valid point. If I were you I probably would have said the same thing to myself. But I was an irrational girl with a crush, and maybe I did hear what I wanted to hear from God. Who knows.
Wowie sorry about that tangent guys. I should probably ban myself from writing late at night. So… I felt a peace in my heart about it all and decided to go for it. Here’s how the next text convo went:
Me: “So… not to completely freak you out or anything David, but is there any chance you want to… be my Valentine?” Oh yeah. That happened.
Then I waited. For an hour. Ok just kidding it was like 5 minutes, but it felt like an hour.
Dave: “Sure, that sounds awesome! So what does that mean?”
Commence panic attack. First of all, sheer joy that he responded positively. Like dancing around the house in my towel and freaking my roommate out joy. And then… panic. What in the world was I supposed to say now? I was not about to ask him out. So I got on the phone with my friend Kristin, and we were trying to figure out what I should do next. Then another text comes…
Dave: “You don’t have to answer that question. I’ve just never had a Valentine before besides my mom and Jesus.” Cutest. text. of my life. (up to that point anyway.)
I quickly got off the phone and responded that I hadn’t made a plan beyond asking him that. He responded back and invited me to dinner, setting a time and place. (I loved how he took the reins!)
Cut to the chase… We had a very sweet date. He gave me a card which had High School Musical characters on it and made me laugh. We talked about our families, our jobs, and our church. He paid like a gentleman, and we hugged goodbye. Not the stuff of movies or anything, but it was lovely and I never wanted to go on a date with anyone else for the rest of my life. He however, was not quite where I was on that front.
Stay tuned… next post will be about our very first DTR. If you don’t know what that is, read Christianese for Dummies. Or go here.
Ok lovebirds! I hope this day is wonderful for you all! xoxo