Saturday, January 25, 2014

Memories of a first date flood my heart today. 43 years ago a cute blonde boy picked me up for the first of many, many dates.  A friend's church basketball game on a school night...  I don't remember the game at all, but half-time, walking hand in hand around the school grounds is seared in my memory. Conversation flowed as naturally as clasping his warm, safe of dreams and goals shattered any nervousness and I knew. This teen boy would grow into his adult conviction and I wanted nothing more than to venture alongside him. Yes, that first date and a life-long love affair was sealed that cold, January weeknight with the sweetest of goodnight kisses. 
Jesus, would you tell my Rob "Happy Anniversary" today and hold me tight as I remember without him?

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