On Sunday, Aug. 24th it was Derek and my first date anniversary. I actually completely forgot until this morning. Not that we celebrate each and every milestone in our history together, but I cannot believe that it has been 7 years since that fateful day! We had met a few days before this, but this was the actual first “date” together, just the two of us. (The story of how he asked me is funny too, maybe I’ll tell that one someday….)
Derek left work early to wash his car because he was so nervous. He then got a little lost on his way to my house. When he picked me up, we went to Niagara Falls – via the waking bridge over to Canada. We walked around, I accidentally ate a bug, we shared stories of our “stalkers” at the time and of our recently failed relationships. During our dessert at the Rain Forest Cafe, he told me his horror stories from college (those of you who know Derek well, know which I am referring to) and we ate an entire volcano. All the while trying to devise ways to get the puffer fish to blow up for our amusement. I believe I aso told him at that point that I was still a virgin (true story). And on the way home, he told me how his ex wanted to get back together, realizing the mistake she had made and knowing that he was the only one for her. We did go to karaoke then where he sang “She’s So High” by Tal Bachman to me, even though I really didn’t get it at the time. High falsetto and all! I don’t even think there was a good night kiss at the end of that date. A hug maybe, but I don’t think we kissed for a few more dates after that.
By all intents and purposes, I should not be wearing his ring right now, living in his house and bearing his first child. That is how the date went. We should have run screaming away from each other due to the conversation we were having! But something must have clicked because here I am, sitting in our kitchen, his baby in my belly, only not wearing my Wedding rings because I am too swollen from the pregnancy to do so.
I know I say it a lot on this blog, but that is only because sometimes the love I have for this man is so great, my heart just can’t hold it in anymore. I love Derek more than anything and without him in my life I don’t know where I would be. That date 7 years ago gave us many good memories to look back on and laugh at. 7 months after that date, he was down on one knee proposing in my parents kitchen. I couldn’t be more thankful than to have found him and have him in my life.