Dinner and a Movie. Twenty-six years ago.
It’s funny.
This date, October 3 sneaks up on me every year.
Like another crease framing my eyes or a trip to the store to buy our youngest a larger pair of shoes.
How did that happen unnoticed again?
Today is the 26th anniversary of my first date with my husband.
In someways I treasure this day — in a quiet way — more than our wedding anniversary.
Sure wedding days are big deals but usually once the ceremony happens a couple’s already pretty committed — just without the church and paper.
What I find fascinating is that on October 3, 1986, I found someone who made me never want to date anyone else — as in ever.
A man who made me think I don’t see any reason I’d never want this person in my life.
A person who let me talk him into run 10 miles in the middle of the night and paying a good bit of money to do so.
Four days after that date, I left him a birthday card in his school box. Twenty six years later, four days from today, I’ll sign another card and seal it in an envelope for him to open at breakfast.
That boggles my mind a bit.
It must be a bit timing, physical attraction and in our case — a myriad of quirky stuff.
Yes, quirky — that we’ve never lost.
What about your first date with a significant other? Was it significant?
Linking up with Greta @gfunkied and Julie @Mamamash for another iPPP.
