Since my last blog post mentioned a not so perfect date, I feel compelled to mention a pretty great experience I had a couple years ago. I refer to it as an experience because at that point, we hadn’t gone on a date per se.
Let me start by saying I began chatting online with this gentleman. He and I chatted back and forth for close to a year, strictly as friends, nothing more. We would laugh and crack jokes constantly. The flow of conversation was simple and effortless. Sure we flirted here and there but nothing to be taken seriously. I lived in Maryland and he lived in North Carolina so our interactions were strictly on the internet during work hours.
Well one day, it became necessary for him to come to MD for a short visit. Wow!! I can not tell you how excited I was that I would finally get to see this guy face to face. We both had seen numerous pictures of one another and I thought he was the sexiest man I had seen in a very long time and I was definitely eager to see him. There was a time when he had to visit Maryland. Upon this knowledge, our flirting became much more serious. He was just as anxious as I was to meet face to face. We had begun speaking on the phone in anticipation of our meeting.
Well, he had a party that he was scheduled to attend and he invited me. I was ecstatic. I went out and purchased just the right outfit for the evening. I was ready. The anticipation was excruciating.
The night finally arrives and I make my way to where this party was to be held. I walk into the room and immediately he is the first person I spotted but before I could acknowledge that an old friend walks up to me and gives me the biggest hug ever and proceeds to start chatting me up about I don’t know what because all I could do was think of my guy and talking to him. Finally, I free myself from my friend and look over and my guy is sitting across from me and we just simply smile at each other. It was the most amazing first meeting. We just looked at each other for a minute then he came over and gave me a huge hug. Mmmmmm…..he felt so good.
We talked off and on for a large part of the night. It was great. Since it was a party he was obligated to dance with a few others that were there so that was bittersweet but I was cool with that.
Later on in the evening I found myself standing across the crowded room, directly across from him. The music was playing and our eyes just locked onto one another. We stood there gazing at each other for what seemed an eternity then he walked across the room, through the crowd toward me. When he reached his destination he grabbed my hand and said, “Come on. You promised me a dance.” then led me to the dance floor. I tell you that was the most romantic moment for me EVER! That was some movie shit right there! lol
We danced for a little while then for some reason I did something that was completely out of character for me. I did not want to let him go. I hated the idea of our evening ending so I invited him back to my place and I was so happy when he accepted my offer.
Later that evening he did show up and we had the most romantic time possible!! Then he left late the next evening to head back to North Carolina. We kept up our “situation” for several months after that. I visited him at his home. It was great but alas, all good things must come to an end and our season had it’s time and run its course.
I still think of him often. He was the most gentle soul I had ever encountered. Any woman that finds him as a husband will be the luckiest woman in the world.
