This was us, a year ago today!
I struggle to find the words that express what you mean to me.
But with Valentine's Day drawing near,
This one thing I desire to make clear:
There is nothing in the world more special than you, I do believe.
Whether its tunnel vision or perfect sight,
To my life you bring in the brightest light.
Everyone else seizes on day to tell a significant other, "You're the best,"
Babe, I'm here to say that I will seize it on all the rest.
We left my apartment. His car was parked on the curb. We walked over to it. He opened my door. I was so shocked. I didn't exactly behave like a respectable lady, and I was surprised to be treated like one for the first time in a very long time. I got into the car. He waited. He even closed the door for me. I swooned. We went to an Indian restaurant called Chutney. It was late, I had been held up at work, and we were the only people in the restaurant. I tried new foods I'd never eaten before. I was exposed to a new culture. The owner came and talked to us. He wouldn't shut up. Haha.
We were walking out the door, and on the hostess stand was a little candy-dish-looking-thing full of colored seeds. Bright colors. Mr. scoops some into his hand. I probably looked at him like he was nuts. He said, "here," like he wanted to give me some of these crazy rice beans. I stuck my hand out and dropped some into my hand. He opened his mouth, and threw the crazy colored things into his mouth. I was pretty sure they were drugs, haha. SO, naturally, I followed suit. They were not drugs. You chewed on them, but didn't swallow them, and they would freshen your breath. Whatever. It was weird. After you gnawed on them for a while, you were supposed to spit them out. I was pretty mortified. Spitting on a first date?!
We went back to my apartment. Nothing happened. He was a gentleman. Then, he left.
I can't believe that a year ago I was on my last first date. It seriously blows my mind to think of how much has happened in the past year. How far I've come from the girl I was last year. Our relationship has grown and matured in ways I could have never predicted. I love him, he's the most important person in my life, and I'm the luckiest girl in the world. We have our faults, we have our flaws, we have our baggage. But we work. We make it work. We're great together, really. We are so insanely similar in one handful of ways. In the other hand, we have a handful of differences.
In church yesterday, he had flowers put in the front of the sanctuary in celebration of Valentine's Day and of the one year anniversary of our first date. The flowers are SO pretty! Pink and white lilies are my all-time favorite flower. He's so sweet. :) Everyone in church said "awww" in unison when the service leader announced who placed the flowers. After church Sunday night, we brought the flowers home and they are on the small table in our kitchen.
I was taking pictures of my flowers from all the different angles, and Zombie got jealous. Haha!