Thursday, December 04, 2008

a winter memory...

mike and i started out as friends. i was not looking for anyone, my sights set on moving out to seattle for grad school. but there was mike, wooing me with his curious genuine heart.

anyway after a few weeks of "coffee dates" we made things official. it was a winter night in february, with a fresh thick blanket of snow. we were hanging out in a parking lot, digging out our cars. as we said good-bye i wondered how do we make the transition from "friends" to "boyfriend/girlfriend". as we awkwardly laughed at our new status before i got in my car i reached out...not for a hug, not even for a squeeze of the hands, but a high five! like we were team-mates who just scored a basket. i drove away feeling like such a dork, but it was a funny real moment. cause we were still friends and we always grew that friendship in our marriage.

so when i came across these mittens it brought back one of my favorite memories of our friendship...

11 comments:

Mike and Sarah said...

What a sweet memory. Did you buy the mittens? If so, I hope the sight of them continues to bring sweet memories all winter long.

Unknown said...

Kelly, that is such a cute story... :) what a neat memory. I think about you all the time and will be praying for you during this Christmas season.

Katie Beverley said...

I love this post! Thank you for sharing, Kelly

Unknown said...

i can just picture this, kelly :) i enjoy hearing more and more of you and mike's story...

(kristin)

Kamarah said...

Kelly, you are such a wonderful writer. Thanks for sharing your story and your heart with us. - Kamarah

Sondra's Ink said...

I love that story! Isn't it funny how such simple moments become such a part of your story? I think of you so much. I wish you strength and more moments of joy (albeit bittersweet I am sure) going through the holidays and new year.

Spark Creative Photography said...

What a fun memory! My husband and I were good friends before we started dating too and it was a strange slightly awkward transition. We didn't high five; I was the forward one and put my hand on his leg! Wild! I think our marriage is better because we were friends first. We still call each other "buddy". :) Thanks for the reminder.

Kari Dawson said...

I think I originally saved your blog to my favorites because of your photo blog and haven't been by in a long time. So when I came upon the mittens I realized I have missed much. I am glad for you that you are able to find moments where your heart can smile as you remember the tender moments. I headed a few pages back to the post about the memorial service and got caught up as I shed tears for you. I lost a close family member three years ago but no that even that doesn't compare to losing a spouse. I need my husband to endure anything, I'm not sure how I'd cope. I'm sorry if my comment makes this hard for a moment but I don't feel led to tip-toe around you. I think everyone you know has gotten quite good at that. You need to know that it's okay, regardless as to how long it takes, to feel lost, confused, broken, and like a piece of you has been stolen. It's okay to be angry. Just hold onto Job's frame of mind, don't allow yourself to be tricked into blaming God. We don't understand his mysteries but he is in control. And though it will always hurt and he will always be missed, your life will be restored by God. You will have peace again. Continue to seek and praise him. He will collect your tears and carry you through. Accept help when you need it and keep those that love you and those that love your husband close. Let them love on you and take care of you. From one God loving, cold Michigander to another...

Deidra said...

Thanks for sharing this sweet memory Kelly. Hi 5!

Deidra said...

Thanks for sharing this sweet memory Kelly. Hi 5!

Shannon said...

I love this memory, Kelly. I am catching up on my blog reading and I couldn't wait to get to yours. You have a way of inspiring me.