365 Days

One year ago today I had a blind date set up. Coming out of a relationship and just not wanting to put myself out there again, a date was the last thing I wanted to do. I called my mom in St. George to complain about how much I didn’t want to go on a date and I was just done with it all. I complained for what seemed like hours and dreaded the date the whole day.

I waited anxiously as the time for him to arrive drew closer. The weather was bad so I was hoping he would maybe call and cancel - but he came anyways. I was sitting on the couch when the door bell rang. I went downstairs, took a deep breath, and still remember opening the door to see Cameron on my front step. The date had begun and there was no going back.

The bad weather did ruin some of our plans that we decided to stay in and I made him dinner (gourmet chicken quesadillas). Conversation came easily and I answered question after question about me. We decided to brave the storm and go ice skating. By this point of the night I was thoroughly enjoying myself and thinking this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. We skated for a long time talking about our families, our childhood, and everything else in between. It turned out to be the perfect activity to be able to talk and get to know each other.

Heading back to my house I didn’t quite want him to go yet but wondered if a movie was kind of a lame way to end a first date. Either way, he stayed and endured watching “The Notebook” with me. I’m not sure how that movie got picked, but it must have been a first date for him to agree. We sat at a safe distance on the couch – although the whole time I was thinking “watching a movie is so much more fun cuddling” or “I’m so surprised this date went so well” as I looked over at this boy who had blown all my expectations for the night.

The movie ended and it was time for him to go. I walked him downstairs, hugged him goodbye, shut the door and wondered what would come of all this.
I liked him.
I’ve never had a first date like that where it was so comfortable and easy to just be me. It was the start of a slippery slope and I was already falling.

The next day I called my mom, who I’m sure was expecting the worst given my attitude about the date, but all I could report was how adorable he was. I was smitten. Yes, after one date he had already started to capture my heart with his genuine interest, kindness toward me as well as anyone else we encountered that night, his attention to detail to what I said and really listening, and just the warm charm that exuded from him.

Now here I am, one year later from that fateful day and I can now call that adorable boy my husband. Crazy to think it was only a year ago. I have fallen more in love with him every day since and I am so glad that I decided to go on that date despite my preconceived notions.