Little ditty...bout Jack and Diane
Two American kids doin' the best they can...
Well here's a little ditty about Steve and I...
There was this guy...about fifteen years ago that asked me out on a date. He called...before we had caller ID. When I answered the phone and he said..."hey, this is Steve Nelson", I reacted like any calm, cool, and collected young woman who had a crush on this guy would.
I held my hand over the mouth piece and did a little "ditty dance" of my own right there in the kitchen of my parents house. He said he was bringing something over for me to give to my brother in law...his friend. I hung up the phone, ran downstairs, brushed my teeth, fluffed my hair, added some lipstick and straightened my overalls. (Don't laugh...this was the 90's and overalls were ALL the rage. Along with curled under bangs and flannel shirts. Come to think of it, I'm not sure how I won his heart with my outfit) Anyway, Steve (Coach) came to the door with a card for my brother in law. We stood there and talked for a few minutes and then he asked me out. I reacted like any calm, cool, and collected young woman would...and said yes. But, as soon as I shut the door, I dramatically danced again and then slid down wall with excitement. When I came to about thirty seconds later, I ran to the phone and called my Mom. I'm quite certain the conversation went something like this...
Me: MOM!!!
Mom: What?
Me: He asked me out!
Mom: Who?
Me: Steve Nelson!!!
Mom: Steve Nelson? Are you sure he said what you think he said?
Me: Mom...seriously...gaw
Mom: Wait...are we talking about the same person here? Daniel's friend?
Me: Whatever...I have to go iron my flannel.
Okay...so I ad libbed a little there, but you get the idea.
I was so excited that this guy...who had been much older (still is) and hardly knew I existed just two years prior was asking me on a date!
It was such a great day. In fact, it was the best day of his life. (I remind him of this all of the time)
In all actuality...it was the first day of the rest of my life. Prior to Coach coming into my life, I was confused about what love meant. I thought I knew what love was until I met this kind, considerate, quiet guy. He loved me for who and what I was. I didn't have to change for him. He wanted me for me. And isn't that we all want in this life? To be loved for what we are? Not for what we'll become...or for what we have done. Just loved for who we are.
I am so thankful that he chose me...
I am also thankful that we have come so far in our relationship. God knew what he was doing. Even though we are polar opposites. I mean...complete and total opposites.
If I had to write my love story...I don't know that I would change a thing. It is all perfect in God's timing.
Have a blessed day!
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