All About: How I met your father, Part Deux

continued from Saturday….. (I’ll be adding pics, as soon as I can find them after “organizing” the house. Oh well, there’s more important things in life. I was able to go camping with the family and spend more time with my husband and kids. I’ve been working on not stressing on the little things. I’ll share all of that another day. Here’s part 2)

It was a rainy evening and Virginia’s hair is naturally curly in the humidity. With her hair pumped full of product to keep the wild frizz from taking over they went out to the restaurant. The conversation was great and the evening went surprisingly well. Virginia thought it was a fun change of pace and a night out. Paul dropped her off at home and they went on their merry way.
A few days later a phone call came from Paul. Virginia answered and Paul began explaining on the other end why they should just be friends. Surprised and feeling a little embarrassed Virginia listened on. She wondered to herself why a guy after the first date would call and say that. A first date is just that. A first date. No phone call needed after that if either person doesn’t want to go any further. That simple. This was the oddest call she had ever had. After talking on the phone for another 25 minutes the conversation ended with another date. Well, I guess a friend date. But that was fine with Virginia because she was leaving and wasn’t really looking for a relationship. (Little did she know that this was Paul’s plan all along. He knew that she wasn’t looking for a relationship, but “hanging out” together allowed them to get to know each other without the stress. Little did he know, but that Virginia was a bit weirded out about the whole “defining the relationship thing” after the first date - it almost backfired.)

The summer continued with beach walks, disc golf, day hikes, kayaking, movies on the beach and swimming. Slowly their relationship changed without a conversation. As a matter of fact their first kiss was kayaking. Virginia had given him a dirty look and asked ‘what in the world he was doing’ when he leaned in for the kiss. Funny. awkward. moment. That’s just how they rolled.
June, July and the beginning of August flew by and Virginia began packing for 2 years. She planned on coming home for a bit the next summer, but this was going to be awhile. What did this whirlwind romance mean? What were they to do with this summer love? They talked for hours and Paul said that he would wait. He would wait 2 years!? Virginia knew her fickle heart and wondered if she would be as patient. What did God want to do in this? Oh well, she had given her word and she was moving forward.
The countdown turned from weeks to days and the airport was calling. Virginia’s stomach started turning. She had been overseas by herself before, but never felt anxious like this. There was something unsettling and she couldn’t figure it out. She had made a decision to move to MI for a guy before and she had said she would never make a decision to follow another man again. This was it. She had to go. She continued to pray and ask God to physically stop her from getting on the plane. She just wanted His Will for her. Not her will. This was so frustrating and sickening. How to know what you’re supposed to do.
Early in the morning on August 15th Virginia, Paul and her mother packed the car and were on their way to the airport to see her off. Her Dad followed along as well as a few friends. They were there to see her and another friend off to teach. After the luggage was checked they sat at some tables in the lounge to chat and spend some time together. Virginia’s stomach was in knots, her eyes were puffy, as a matter of fact everything about her seemed out of place. There was inner turmoil that was physically coming out of her. No one mentioned the elephant in the room and the minutes passed.
The gate call was made and the goodbyes began….
Suddenly Virginia blurted out:

to be continued….


Don’t forget that this Friday’s linkup is all about Parties & the next Friday is your love story or about love!