I'd like to take the time to thank every single person who has helped this little link-up idea of mine come to fruition. It has come a long way. In it, I have been able to share with all my readers a very personal look into my heart. I have also been able take a trip down memory lane, and put in writing our personal love story. Thank you for joining me!
This week's questions:
Describe your first date with your now current partner.
Did you feel any "butterflies" on your first couple of encounters?
Did you have any indication it would later be the "real deal?"
Dear blushing bride Lisette,
Yes. You read right. You're a blushing bride. You never thought you'd get here, but here's how you did.
You meet your future husband after a long day of performing. You will probably have on 3x the amount of eye makeup as your wedding day (and that's saying a lot!). You keep postponing the time of your first date because of mishaps at your performance venue.
Little do you know the fireworks that were to come!
You finally meet up with him at around 10pm at a Friday's restaurant...
for dinner. Luckily he's a trooper. Since it was sort of a blind date, you told him you wanted to meet in a well-lit public area (true story). Before you know it, 10 o'clock will turn to midnight, but it will only feel like 30 minutes had gone by. You have never had such an easy time talking to a member of the opposite sex. In fact, it will almost seem like you've known him all your life.
During your first date, you will have a strange vision. You're not a psychic, not in the very least. But, in a déjà vu
fashion, you will see a split-second vision of a little girl sitting next to him. What makes it even stranger is that the little girl is blonde. One look at the two of you together you'll know that two brunettes can't easily produce a blonde child. And that's when it hits you...could he be The One?
NOOOOO! Of course not! One can't possibly know that a person is your future spouse after a two-hour date, can they? You'll ignore that crazy déjà vu and chalk it up to lack of sleep. You part ways with a hug, thanking each other for a pleasant "evening" and hurry to your car before it turns into a pumpkin. You later tell your closest friends about this bizarre déjà vu experience and you all laugh it off.
You go on a second date that you plan...dinner and a comedy show. It was funny (duh) and you get to hang a little looser (and dress down considerably). Somehow between dinner and the comedy show, your two-ish glasses of Sangria gives you the nerve to blurt out "Boxers or briefs?" Whether your intentions were to shock him or make him laugh, you won't remember. But you will be shocked when he candidly responds without so much a bat of an eye. There are friends at this comedy show and you remember feeling as if you were showing off the eye candy you had with you. But, you're still not convinced if this is going anywhere.
By the end of your third date, were so completely smitten by this man that you can't even remember what the third date consisted of. Shortly thereafter, you become "boyfriend and girlfriend." You feel like a giddy teenager at the ripe old age of 22. A mere two months after you meet, you exchange those magical three little words: I love you. You're on cloud nine.
You will wonder if this man is the real deal. He's funny, outgoing, personable, and unbelievably intelligent. He even buys you a Tiffany's ring before you confess your love for one another. You'll wonder if he will ever find out how flawed you are and leave you for something better.
Fret not. He won't leave you.
Not even when you throw back that same Tiffany's ring in his face...all because he yanks you out of the bathroom line on New Year's Eve for fear of the party bus leaving you stranded. Seriously, that's a Tiffany's ring you're dealing with here! Your bladder will make it, I promise.
He drives you home that night (despite your insisting on walking the 30-mile distance to your parents' house...in heels) even though you're both angry with each other at this point. You'll know he's a keeper when he keeps his word and travels with you and your family on a 5-hour drive to Long Island...the following morning. Hungover. On four hours' sleep. All this before an I love you was ever exchanged. Girl...you've won the jackpot and you don't even know it!
You will have your fair share of challenges that newlyweds face. Perhaps more challenges than others. But you are both madly and irrevocably in love with each other. You will be shocked and
stirred when this man cries at the alter at your arrival. His love for you is deep, and the scripture read at your ceremony will be forever emblazoned in your heart. Especially the First Reading from the Book of Ruth:
"Wherever you go; I follow."
Lisette, this man is your other half, or as the Spanish saying goes,
tu media naranja.
Savor every moment of the here and now. And take pictures. Lots of pictures.
Love,
Your
happily married Future Self.
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