Yes, my friends, I think Mr. Cupid has finally decided to shoot an arrow in my direction. This hasn’t happened to old Pduol in a long time. A REALLY long time.
This lady lives down the road from me. She is a single mother of two boys, ages 11 and 7. We have been friends for years and supported each other as single parents. She’s the one that helped my two girls with their female puberty issues. I’ve taken her boys out fishing and helped them with cub scout projects. We’ve always had a mutual respect for each other. Her oldest boy has even said to me that he wishes I was his dad. But that’s another story.
I’ve never looked at her with any kind of romantic interest. Until Friday night. Friday afternoon I was coming home from work, wondering how I was going to make it through the weekend. (The last remaining child at home just got married. I’m not dealing with the empty-nest thing very well.)
Anyway, I saw her out in her front yard and stopped to chat a while. When I told her how much difficulty I was having coming home to an empty house, she suggested that we go out to dinner. We live in a very small town, so going out to dinner automatically means a drive of at least 50 miles one-way.
So we eat at a Mexican Restaurant. As she’s sitting across the table from me, I started to notice things about her that I’ve never noticed before. She’s very pretty, in a homey, farm-girl sort of way. But the thing that pulled at the heartstrings was her smile. She has one of the most beautiful and sincere smiles I’ve ever seen. The conversation flowed from one topic to the next and I didn’t want it to ever end. But unfortunately it had to.
As we were walking out of the Restaurant, she said “I’m not really wanting to go home yet.” I heartily agreed. We went to a comedy club. Then we went dancing. She’s awesome with that Texas Two-step! If it had ended after the dancing, it still would have been a magical evening.
But the best part was yet to come. The trip home. We talked, told jokes, and sang along with the radio. She lifted the arm rest in my truck and moved over next to me. My heart started pitter pattering and the butterflies took off in my stomach. I haven’t felt that way since I was a teenager.
When we pulled up in her driveway she smiled that amazing smile, and said “call me tomorrow.” So I did. We spent yesterday afternoon and last night watching movies. I cooked dinner for her.
This morning we did yard work and gardening. First at my place, then when we were done, we went to her place and worked her garden. When we broke for lunch we went inside and she kissed me. She said “I think I’m falling in love.” I said “Me Too.”
She had to leave to go pick up her boys from their dad’s house, and I walked home. Actually I think I might have skipped home. It’s been a beautiful weekend.
I’m impatiently waiting until I can be with her again.
