Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Sweet Kisses


Do you ever have those moments when you're doing regular stuff, like for instance, painting trim and a moment, a memory, just hit you and make you smile? No? Just me then? Okay.

Anyway, this afternoon I was just cruising right along painting trim in Cece's, eventually new old room, when I remember the first night Nate and I actually hung out. We had previously met each other at our friend's birthday party a few weeks prior. I tell that story all the time. However, this moment from the first time we actually hung out popped into my mind today.

I'm sure most of you can remember that first kiss with your significant other. Maybe you are that kind of person who remembers all your first kisses. Anyway, we had just left the State Fair with our friends and Nate and I were shoved in the back seat of a 2 car Grand Prix with 2 other people in the backseat with us. We had been drinking and having a good time getting to know each other, as much as two people can get to know each other while drinking. 

I remember laying my head on his shoulder as we were driving down the interstate. My eyes were closed and I was focusing on my breathing, I don't do well in back seats of cars. I obviously didn't tell Nate this but he set his head on top of mine and then turned and kissed the top of my head. He had moved his arm around my shoulders and was holding me tight to him. This probably should have been my clue, my sign if you will, of the type of man I was about to get myself mixed up with. 

I don't know why I hadn't thought of that moment for so long, it will be 12 years ago in August since he first kissed my head. It will be 10 years in September since we got married. Why does time seem to be going at light speed?

I just want more time or for it to just slow down a little bit more. Isn't that most people's wish? I want more head kisses. But what has happened in the past 12 years since that sweet kiss, I wouldn't trade for all the gold and time in the world.  Just look at what we would have missed out on, if our lives hadn't crossed those 12 years ago.

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