Burger King

Another flashback of the past. Continued from First Date.

Nine and a half years later, I am finding that remembering events from our dating life and recalling the cooresponding timeline are two different things.  And so rather than continue "our story" in the order in which events transpired, I will write these memories more according to what is on my mind.  And lately, what has been on my mind is, well, Burger King.

Andy was kind enough to sign up for a Physics class with me, which I had practically begged him to do.  I needed a friend to pull me through it, and he willingly took the job.  In addition to that, he became my main source of transportation and drove me to and from school every day.  A couple of days a week, our friend Brian came as well, but most days it was just the two of us.

We usually got to school early enough to play a couple of rounds of Air Hockey at the institute building.  As a general rule, I won.  (smug grin)

We found that after school we still wanted to hang out together and so we logically offered to start doing homework together.  That expanded into generally having lunch together as well - usually I would cook for him and then we would work on our assignment after we ate.  One day, though, we unexpectedly ended up at Burger King where Andy treated me to lunch.

As we ate, Andy was particularly attentive to me.  He kept asking me questions and seemed completely fascinated by my answers.  He seemed to want to know everything about me - most especially my hopes and dreams and goals for the future.  In some ways the conversation was almost unnerving - his interest was so intense.  But I also got from him a strong sense of approval.  He asked me questions that I hadn't considered - had me talking about dreams I didn't know I had.  I knew, from that day, that Andy would never be interested in changing who I wanted to be, but that he would always be so eager and willing to let me develop myself.  I knew that he could help me grow into the person I wanted to become.

I've been remembering this a lot lately, as I've been reliving the same feelings I had that day.  I so appreciate the husband I have, who not only endures and accepts and helps out with my efforts in school, but who shows genuine enthusiasm in his support.  He brings an energy and excitement to my small little accomplishments that makes me feel so blessed.  He grew up with a dad and brother who program, so one would think that the small little computer programs I write would be no big deal.  I could see how it could even become a bit of an annoyance to him as it sometimes takes me away from our family.  But contrary to my expectations, he always allows me whatever time I need.  When my silly little program is finished he is always quick to come see it in action and tell me how awesome it is.  He cheers at my success and smothers me in compliments.  And once again I find myself feeling like that twenty-something girl sitting in Burger King - feeling adored and supported as I chase those dreams that I didn't even know I had.

We were married nine years ago today.  Happy Anniversary to my best friend!  Thanks for all you do to help make my dreams come true.

To be continued in First Kiss

To be continued...