Where Our Feelings Take Us....

 Oswald and me in Argentina

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The moment his lips touched mine, my entire body warmed up. So warm it felt like I had been under the Arizona sun all day long. I didn’t need to go back inside; I was just fine being wrapped in his arms. Arms that I knew loved me. Arms that loved being around my body. Arms that would never hurt me.

“So the receiver was ready for the long bomb after all?” He said in my hair after the most amazing kiss of my life.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment, just didn’t want to rush it.”

We walked back into the church hand-in-hand. The last song was being played, but we felt no desire to go back to the dance floor and lose the feelings running through our veins.  

As our friends and family got into their cars, I ran over to Suzie and in my most high-pitched, girlie voice, said, “He told me he loves me!”

I didn’t stick around for her answer, but took off to be with Oswald. We ended up riding back to Jacksonville with someone else. He sat in the front seat while I rode in the back. Every once in a while he would glance back at me and wink or send the sweetest smile my way, like we were talking in code.

I didn’t sleep a wink that night. Never had those three words meant more to me than they did that night. It’s hard not to share such a moment with every person in your life. I wanted to call my mom, but instead, I just kept my feelings tucked away in my memory. Tucked away to pull up when times got tough or unkind words were said. 

The days and weeks passed with a haze. We continued to see each other every second of every day. There was never a dull moment with Oswald. We took romantic walks on the beach at sunset. We watched movies and made lasting memories.

We talked about marriage because we both knew we wanted to marry each other. We never talked about specific dates, but more about what it would be like to be married.

How at the end of the night, we could say good night and crawl into bed together. How we could be together all the time. How we could go on vacations. We talked about everything. The number of kids we wanted to have, our hopes and fears for the future, everything.

Our relationship kept getting stronger and stronger. I knew he would be the man I would spend eternity with, but what I didn’t know is how quickly that eternity would happen.

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