Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Finally, a gushy post for Laura

My friend Laura sent out a challenge, and I wasn't about to back down. This is a story I hold very near and dear to my heart. Its not too mushy gushy, but instead simple and sweet. I think I might like this memory more than our engagement story, which is why I chose it (sorry, I know that wasn't what you asked for but hopefully this is good too). I will be writing more chapters to the story from time to time, because I've never posted these things since I started this blog after we were already married. Thanks for giving me a reason to start!

Here is just one chapter in our love story:

It was a day just like any other. The girl went to class. Tried to listen intently, but her eyes were too heavy to keep open. They started to close, and then popped back open, in fear that the teacher would see her sleeping.

She tried again, her efforts failed.

She sat up straighter and wondered how she was going to make it through. Then she remembered something that made her smile. She shoved her hand into her bag and dug until her hand felt that smooth familiar surface. She pulled out her cell phone to text the source of her content smile. To her surprise, that source had already texted her.

She smiled more.

As she was walking home, she noticed how beautiful the mountains were, how lovely the fresh cut grass smelled, and how nice the warm sun felt shining on her skin. She was thankful for this day. Things just seemed so much more wonderful than ever before.

That night she couldn't wait to see him, the boy, the source of her smiles. It seemed he was the source of a lot of her giggles too. He made her happy. He made her laugh. He made her feel pretty and important and special. Sometimes she got jealous when he gave his attention to someone else. She wanted it all to herself. She felt lucky when she was with him and when he would look at her from across the room she wished that no one else was there.

The night was over, and it was time for the boy to go home. She felt sad. She wished he never had to leave, and that they could be together forever. They stood facing each other. He took her hands and pulled her close. They kissed, and he wrapped her arms around his neck. She laid her head on his shoulder and they were just hugging. She could feel his heart beating. It was beating faster and faster. They were just hugging. His heart was thumping. They kept hugging. Her heart started to beat faster because she could feel that he was nervous. This excited her. She thought/hoped she knew why his heart was beating so. She hugged him tighter, to give him encouragement. He hugged her tight, his heart still pounding.

Finally the words escaped his mouth, "I love you".

She smiled the kind of smile that penetrated all the way down to her toes. But he couldn't see her face, so she whispered, "I love you too".

She was happy.

Thanks for making me take a stroll down memory lane, and record this- the first time we told each other we loved each other. And I have to add that I was the first girl Brady ever said I love you to. Not sure what I did to deserve him.

5 comments:

danielle said...

so sweet! i love hearing people's love stories, the hopeless romantic in me. ;)

Laura O'Hearon said...

Haha sometimes I wish my computer had a camera that took pictures of my facial expressions constantly so you could have seen mine when I saw this title. My mouth just dropped and smiled. I kicked off my shoes and got ready to read. I'm excited there will be more of these to come. You two are suuuuper cute and I'm glad all your cuteness from the beginning until the end of time will be on your blog. Wooo hooo. Thanks mucho!! What a treat =)

Tyler + Zahara said...

I love this! Your a great story teller and what a cute story! Love Love this! :)

Scottie and Angie said...

So sweet and tender!!! Thanks for sharing, it was nice to hear that story! Love ya and happy you found each other!

Marsha said...

So sweet and a perfectly written special memory!
~mom