just yesterday we went on our first date to a “grown folks party,” hosted by one
of my dear friends. We went as friends and came home as more than friends. You know that “chemistry” everyone talks about, well we found it that night.
It was absolutely Love at first kiss. Me probably more so than Bobby, but still the chemistry was there. A sweet kiss at the end of our night, confirmed the change we both felt in our
relationship. I remember going home, and my sister was there. I told her that night that I knew he was the one. I wanted to marry that man. I had already “revirginized,” at that point and was practicing celibacy. I knew that I would have to stick to that promise I made to God, because I really wanted to marry this man.
From that night Bobby and I got closer, we talked on the phone every day, we saw each other every day. We very, very soon exchanged the most important three words, “I love you.” I had never felt the love I had for Bobby with any other man, I knew something about this love was different, and deserved to be cherished, and I could tell by the way he held me, and accepted my vow of celibacy that he felt the same.
Bobby and I loved to watch movies, we would stay up till the wee hours of the mornings talking, laughing, watching movies and holding each other. When Bobby and I came together he had a daughter and I had two sons. We would always spend the week nights together and the weekends we would spend time as a “family,” with all three kids. One particular weekend, we weren’t going
to have any kids for the weekend, we didn’t know what to do with the free time. I remember lying on his lap while he was running his fingers through my hair, I said to him, “so no kids this weekend huh?” He replied with a big smile, “nope.” I asked him, “what are we going to do with all this free time?” He said, “ I don’t know, what do you want to do?” I replied, “hmmm….. how bout we go get married?” He looked down at me and smiled, “OK.” The rest is history….
I know a lot of people will want to wait for the perfect proposal, and that’s cool, and truly when I suggested we go get married, I don’t know if I knew he would want to do it the way we did. But what I did know is that he loved me, and I loved him. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him, and I wanted to give him “me,” entirely. So three days after that conversation, which was about two months after that first date, we were married.
Ten years and four more kids later, we’re still going strong. Our love has evolved into something that cannot be explained with words, and I pray that God will continue to bless us, our family and our