My Life. My Stories. My Thoughts.: The 13th of March

A month has gone by and I've gotten to know the man from The 13th of February story a lot more. I've spent a lot of time hanging with him and his friends and family, and he with mine and of course with just the two of us. I like what I'm learning and have so much fun in his presence! It's mostly just a label, but it's a label I'm excited to have with him.

It had been talked about, when it would be an okay time to become official, for me to be his girlfriend. For a long time, I really wasn't sure and all I knew was it wasn't time, yet. I've been meeting with a great friend Samara and she's been so helpful in sorting out so many thoughts, including this one, "the right timing". With talking through it with her and discussion with Matt and bringing it up in prayer I had mentioned, to Matt, that March 13th would be an acceptable time for such a change, but I would leave it up to him to decide on the direction of the relationship at that point. I was comfortable with that, but I wasn't going to rush things, even though it may be "just a label".

After work, I headed down to attend a dance recital with him. I really enjoy watching productions like that and it was a lot of fun! Once the recital was done, Matt drove us to Cub. I was a little suspicious, because I knew it was the 13th of March, but I didn't want to have high expectations, so I didn't assume anything. He told me I had to help him pick something out and I jokingly said, "What a good looking head of lettuce?!"

We walked in the store hand and hand and he pulled us in the direction of the flowers.

"I've been looking all afternoon for Gerber Daisies, do you like them because they're hard to find or what?!"

"No..I just think they're pretty." I said in a very nervous tone.

I noticed what I thought were Gerber Daisies, but were actually Sun Splash Daisies. So I said, "Here these are close...."

He asked which one looked good and I picked one and we walked to the check-out, purchased them and returned to the car.

He handed them to me saying, "They are yours, ya know?"

"Thanks?" I said hesitantly.

"Do you remember what today is?" he asked.

"Yes...."

"The day I ask you to be my girlfriend?" He nervously stated.

"Yup, and it's also the day I say yes...to your question."

With a big exchange of beaming smiles it became official and I'm now his girlfriend. I proudly accepted the flowers and they are now sitting beautifully next to my bed.