Today is the beginning of three, glorious days off in a row.
I go straight back into the Wild after this for nearly the complete month of
March for boy’s hockey tournaments, the Wild, and an assortment of other
concerts and shows at the Xcel Center. But now is not the time to think about
that, now is the time to sit back, relax, and tell you a little story about
love.
As many of you have read in previous posts, I’ve been dating
a gal for a while now, and I think it’s time I shared a little of our story
with you, and follow it
up with some amazing pictures from our trip to the Como Park Conservatory this
past weekend.
Instead of me trying to type about her, I think I’ll do
something a little different here, and hand off the microphone to her, so to
speak, so she can tell you herself. Say, hi to everybody, honey.
Hi y’all.
So, for the purpose of this post, all of her words will
appear italicized, and mine will in standard Calibri font. And from here on
out, I will be speaking to her, and not to you, the reader, so sit back, and
enjoy the show.
So, Heather, what do you want to tell my enormous audience
that spans the globe, and reads it in 47 different languages?
I’ve been doing the sober
thing for a while and part of our lifestyle is fellowship in the recovery
community. It is through an interwoven tapestry of lives that we make
connections with people around us in our fellowship. The day I met Vince had a
serendipitous quality to it. As I think about the meaning of that word,
serendipity, I’m imagining how the unexpected intersection of two lives in a
certain place at the right time can be more meaningful than either would realize
at first. I was at Vince’s house as a result of an invite from our mutual
acquaintance. The dinner he made was so impressive that I had to stick around
for conversation that ranged in topics on everything from art to anuses (he
made me say that but it’s definitely true).
Well, Heather, I sound really impressive, and I do recall
making quite a feast that night. But really, you nailed it. That night had a
certain quality to it that was on a level I’ve never experienced. I knew I liked
you, and I knew immediately that I wanted to see more of you. So I leapt into
action like we all do these days by sending you a friend request on Facebook
while you were still in my living room. And you graciously accepted. So, one
more question for this post, and then
we will share the pictures.
Heather, no relationship can be perfect, but what are a few
things that we’re doing correctly, things that we can attribute to copious
amounts of laughter, and the reason we want to be together as much as possible?
I believe that we are
sincerely doing our best to be accepting of one another’s shortcomings and
celebrating the attributes of our personalities that make us an ideal match
every date night. After two weeks of
dating, I told Vince that his weirdness matched my weirdness and I noticed we’re
the same height while brushing our teeth together in front of a mirror. The other noticeable thing in that moment was
that his smile made my heart flutter and I was truly happy. So, we spend as
much time together as we can, doing things we’re both passionate about, and all
the happy moments keep adding up to more love and excitement about the future.
Wow. I’m not even the best writer on my own blog anymore. I
really like that paragraph; it means a lot to me.
And now, as promised, some pretty pictures from our last
date…
