It's amazing how much my relationship with Declan *hasn't* changed. I mean, sure, we've finally moved our relationship up a level to a dating relationship, but it's almost like we were more than friends long before he ever admitted he had feelings for me.
It makes me wonder when that happened. It obviously didn't just happen overnight, but somehow, in the time I've known him, I've kinda warmed up to the idea of having feelings for someone again.
Wow. It's been a long time. I didn't even realize how long it's been until just now. I think I was getting used to the idea of being a widow forever. It wasn't the greatest outlook on life, but it was the best I could come up with at the time. I just couldn't see myself with anyone else.
Then Declan came along. I pretty much knew right from the beginning that he could see us as more than just friends. That scared me. I wasn't ready for him, but he was willing to wait for me, so we became good friends.
Now that I look back on it, I realize that it was probably a good thing that we were friends first. It gave me time to get to know him; it let me warm up to him without feeling rushed.
It took a while, but bit by bit, I did get to know him. I got to know his caring and childish, but altogether charming personality. I got to know his smile. I got to know his love for . . . wierd stuff.
Today he asked me out on a date. He slipped in so quietly I didn't even notice. You would think he'd have tripped over *something*, but he didn't. He surprised my by popping up from behind me desk.
After the initial shock, I laughed and asked him why he came, and he said that it was about time we had our first official date.
And I agreed.
So he's going to pick me up tomorrow at seven.
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It took me a while to figure out where we'd go for our first date, but it finally did come to me. I'll take her to Big Ed's Diner. It's kinda funny the way thoughts just come to you at the strangest times. Sometimes you wonder where in the world the thoughts come from; sometimes you wonder why you didn't think of it before.
I remember the moment I knew that she had feelings for me. It was when she came to the diner and found me stuffing my face with spaghetti and reading the horoscopes. I don't quite know what it was, but I just looked at her, and I could tell.
I mean, I always knew that I had feelings for her. I knew that even before I found out that we had gone to college together.
Of course, for the next several months, I tried to find the perfect time and place to tell her, but I couldn't.
I was going to say something at Christmas, but then I got distracted when the virgin Mary started crying blood. I finally remembered when we were about to go to the Christmas mass, but for some reason, I couldn't come up with anything to say. The best I could do was, "I could cook you breakfast after mass,"
Too bad I can't even cook breakfast.
Then I made the huge scene when she started getting interested in that Everett dude. I still find it hard to believe that he was a good guy, but that situation is behind me now.
So anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. When Rudy told me to find someone I loved who would love me back, well, that just inspired me. I decided that I had to tell her.
That's basically the whole story here. I asked her out this moring, and I'm going to pick her up tomorrow at seven.
It makes me wonder when that happened. It obviously didn't just happen overnight, but somehow, in the time I've known him, I've kinda warmed up to the idea of having feelings for someone again.
Wow. It's been a long time. I didn't even realize how long it's been until just now. I think I was getting used to the idea of being a widow forever. It wasn't the greatest outlook on life, but it was the best I could come up with at the time. I just couldn't see myself with anyone else.
Then Declan came along. I pretty much knew right from the beginning that he could see us as more than just friends. That scared me. I wasn't ready for him, but he was willing to wait for me, so we became good friends.
Now that I look back on it, I realize that it was probably a good thing that we were friends first. It gave me time to get to know him; it let me warm up to him without feeling rushed.
It took a while, but bit by bit, I did get to know him. I got to know his caring and childish, but altogether charming personality. I got to know his smile. I got to know his love for . . . wierd stuff.
Today he asked me out on a date. He slipped in so quietly I didn't even notice. You would think he'd have tripped over *something*, but he didn't. He surprised my by popping up from behind me desk.
After the initial shock, I laughed and asked him why he came, and he said that it was about time we had our first official date.
And I agreed.
So he's going to pick me up tomorrow at seven.
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It took me a while to figure out where we'd go for our first date, but it finally did come to me. I'll take her to Big Ed's Diner. It's kinda funny the way thoughts just come to you at the strangest times. Sometimes you wonder where in the world the thoughts come from; sometimes you wonder why you didn't think of it before.
I remember the moment I knew that she had feelings for me. It was when she came to the diner and found me stuffing my face with spaghetti and reading the horoscopes. I don't quite know what it was, but I just looked at her, and I could tell.
I mean, I always knew that I had feelings for her. I knew that even before I found out that we had gone to college together.
Of course, for the next several months, I tried to find the perfect time and place to tell her, but I couldn't.
I was going to say something at Christmas, but then I got distracted when the virgin Mary started crying blood. I finally remembered when we were about to go to the Christmas mass, but for some reason, I couldn't come up with anything to say. The best I could do was, "I could cook you breakfast after mass,"
Too bad I can't even cook breakfast.
Then I made the huge scene when she started getting interested in that Everett dude. I still find it hard to believe that he was a good guy, but that situation is behind me now.
So anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. When Rudy told me to find someone I loved who would love me back, well, that just inspired me. I decided that I had to tell her.
That's basically the whole story here. I asked her out this moring, and I'm going to pick her up tomorrow at seven.