A friend wrote about their first date awhile back and it got me thinking about my first date with Matt, and all the firsts after that. Matt and I were friends for quite some time before our first official date. We hung out along with other friends almost every weekend. We would talk for hours, sharing hopes and dream for the future, what we were looking for in a spouse, how many kids we wanted, as well as many deep spiritual conversations. Many people who knew us assumed that we were dating. Unfortunately we had a misunderstanding and went our separate ways for a good six months.
I have to admit that I was not very mature about the whole separation. Naturally people were asking me why we weren't together because they assumed we were dating. I made it quite clear that Matt was very immature and I would never date him. I think the person I was trying to convince was really myself. I remember talking with my Dad and moaning and groaning that I was never going to get married. He would just keep saying " What about Matt? " Then would follow my rant about how I would never date him. My Dad just kept reminding me what a great guy he was.
Time passed and we started talking again and realized that we really missed each other. Shortly after that we decided to officially date, and Matt sealed it by asking for my Dad's permission. We had our first date all planned out, and then someone in our church passed away. So our first date started out by us attending a funeral. It was so ironic to me, sitting there in the pew next to Matt all excited about our new beginning, while another dear lady said goodbye to her life mate. It's good that we were not the superstitious type. The rest of our date was lovely, and reaffirmed that we had made the right decision to make a go of it.
Shortly after that Matt paid me a visit at work. He worked first shift and I worked second shift at the hospital. He showed up with roses and said that he just wanted to start things off right. It sure seemed right to me :) That night as I got into my car in the dark parking lot, I noticed something hanging from my visor. It was a note from Matt, all he could find to write on was a McDonalds napkin. At the bottom of the note were the words " I love you " . I still have that napkin in a heart shaped tin along with other love notes from him, yes I'm sappy, I know.
