We spent that evening talking into the wee hours. Still no 'relationship defining talk' yet. He didn't even fill me in on the talk with Mom and Dad. That's okay, though I was dying to hear about it...I just held my peace. I knew this was delicate territory and to tread lightly.
The next day we just hung out doing whatever - I remember we went somewhere on a double-decker bus. I'm not sure if it was an errand we were asked to run or if I was just taking him somewhere to show him the sights. We sat on the top deck, first row to get a good view of everything and at each turn to hope we didn't tip over (which is what you think will happen each time the bus takes a turn). At one point in the ride, he reached out and grabbed my hand and din't let go. I felt like I was along for the ride.
That evening we went on our first proper 'date'. He didn't ask and I didn't initiate - we just figured it was supper time and he asked where we might go. We went to the Riverside hotel near our house and ate in their little cafe there. I remember what I ate - a chef salad, which whenever I eat one, brings back fond memories of this time. It makes me nostaligic to eat a proper chef salad (it has to have thousand island dressing, and ideally a sprinkling of white pepper, but I digress).
We had a camera and a waiter took our picture. This is the first picture of us together - I'll find and post it here, eventually.
We walked home and I was SO happy. And yet it was still so nebulous. And I knew I couldn't push to define things. It just takes patience, prayer and a work of the Lord to bring about what we experienced!
On the walk home I remember him saying something that stuck in my head. He had told me of his affections in that email, but he hadn't spoken a word about it to me yet. I didn't query him, but he must have felt the need to address it. He said, 'I want to tell you I love you. But I've told myself I will only tell a girl I love her if the next thing I say is, 'will you marry me?' and I don't know that I can say that yet. ' I knew there was a lot going on in his head - some pretty heavy decisions.
Remember, we had known each other just 3 weeks.