Twenty one years ago on this day, I sat in the front passenger seat of my high school sweetheart’s car, after our first date.
I don’t remember anything about that date, other than that we went to a high school basketball game.
And that I paid my own way.
And that is the last time that ever happened, thankyouverymuch because I set him straight let me tell you what.
And at the end of that first date, he slapped me on the knee and said, “I had fun” or something profound like that. And there was that awkward pause…um…okay…so I slapped him on the knee and I got out of the car.
And that was it for me…I was madly in love (hey I was only 16).
Who would have thought that after 21 years, I’d still be sitting right here next to that boy.
I love you David Paul.