Scenario #1
I went on my date with my It’s Just Lunch match and it was so great! Oh, my God! I really had no idea how enjoyable a “date” could be. It was almost in an odd way relaxing. I was totally comfortable, just myself, and I had no fear. There was not a stitch of worry about expectations or next steps or anything. I was just there getting to know this man. It was really that simple. I went there with a positive, fearless mindset, and found to my delight – but not surprise – that it felt so simple and organic. The entire time, I was interested in getting to know this person and seeing if I would be interested in going out again to learn more. “The next step” that always had me so nervous has been revealed to me to be the man behind the curtain: nothing more than what it is – a phone call, a conversation.
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And one of the big chains that has fallen off is that I don’t have to worry about it not working out. Even if I found I was no longer interested, that is not a failure. That is totally natural and only helping me narrow down the playing field. But the glorious thing is that I didn’t feel like that. I didn’t feel disinterested. Rather, I am eager for him to call. He was just so cool and easy-going but he was so interesting to talk to. He really kept up his end of the conversation. And I left the date feeling as if there was still so much I hadn’t learned about him that I really wanted another date to find out more. He is just so interesting. And he made me feel so comfortable. Man, if dating can be this much fun, and waiting for a phone call this calm, I’ve been missing out!
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Scenario #2
I had my date with my It’s Just Lunch match, and oh, my goodness. Is it too early to say I might be in love? I can’t stop smiling. One date! I know! But I can’t help thinking the words. I can’t stop thinking about him. There’s not a whit of nerves when I think about him. Just this pervasive sense of peace and naturalness, as if an egg got broken and out spills happiness instead of a yolk.
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He was so interesting. The whole time I found myself just fascinated by every word out of his mouth. And I felt just as interesting.
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And he struck me as such a gentleman. There was something in his eyes as he was looking at me and talking that made me feel so safe. It was a remarkable feeling. Even on good dates, no man who was that much of a stranger still to me ever made me feel safe. Ever protected me from my own anxieties and wonderings and hesitant predictions. But all that was so much mist before the sun when I was sitting across from him. I had the very distinct thought at one point, “Oh, wouldn’t it be wonderful if he was the One for me?” I’ve never thought that about any man without anxiety accompanying it that if he is the One, he might not meet up to my wishes and expectations. But this time I thought it with perfect serenity.
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And probably the most amazing thing about the whole experience was at the end. It was that typical good-night kiss that I’ve done out of an odd sense of duty before, but duty was the farthest thing from my mind. I was actually wanting him to before we even reached that point! Amazing! And it was so . . . natural. That’s the word for it. It threw into stark contrast all those other touches and kisses I endured. I felt somewhere within me a sigh when our lips touched and I just felt . . . good. Just good. Nothing more complicated than that, which is wonderful. No word so simple ever made anyone’s heart sing. Nothing could be better than “good” when you’ve never known “good” before. Oh, God, I hope he calls!
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