I’ve been posting the story of Gabriela and Miguel for the past five weeks, just a little bit at a time, from their first incredibly romantic date, to the next few romantic months, spent aprt physically, and yet together emotionally. It is all in her own words, straight from her heart and the long ago memories still alive, and never to be forgotten.
Before I get ahead of myself and start explaining our fourth date I want to write about the weeks before…
Once I got home from the third weekend in heaven, we started speaking of about how we had felt that weekend. The conversations were honest and straight forward…
He asked me if I would ever be interested in moving to his town… point blank. We talked about me going to college there and finding a job. It was a large city so it would be easy to find employment. We talked about the school systems and our children. We talked about having a future together…
Now, this played very heavy on my heart. I had two children to think about and he had one, so we discussed all the positives about us finally being able to be together all the time… the nights how we could fall asleep in each other’s arms, knowing the only reason we would have to leave each other in the morning was to go to work…
So during our discussions over the next couple of weeks, we also tried to plan another weekend together, but things were not working out with my job where I could get the weekend off. So, being the amazing man he was, he drove all the way to where I lived.
Now you might not think this was a big deal, but he did it knowing that I had to work and that the only time we could spend together were the few hours before and after work, and of course our nights… and he was so happy to just have that small amount of time together…
So our fourth date was spent by stealing as many precious minutes together that we could. During this time, we talked about our future and how well it could all work out. He had even checked into some of the local colleges for me and brought the information with him… Once again things were so perfect…
We spent an amazing weekend together once again… and then here comes Sunday and it is time for him to leave, time to say our goodbyes and time to cry…. No matter how much we talked about our future, it still did not mean that we were going to see each other soon, it still meant we had to be apart, and it still hurt…
But now we were going to try to figure out how to make our future work. It gave us hope , and we all know when you are in love and you have that kind of hope, anything seems possible.
