The Kink

Joe finally came over and rode my motorcycle. He looked so good on it! My heart started pounding so fast that when it was my turn to ride, I took the corner out of my driveway too fast, made too wide of a turn and ended up driving on the dirt shoulder instead of the street. Not too impressive. I'm just glad I didn't crash.

Our friendship grew and every time I talked with him I could see a twinkle in his eye that let me know he was interested in me. He would text me every morning to say good morning and every night to say goodnight and of course texts throughout the day. He was very respectful and careful . . . almost to a fault. When we would talk, fireworks would go off in my head and I could tell by looking in his eyes that he felt the same way. But he would never ask me out. He would make comments about wanting to keep things appropriate. At first I thought he was just super respectful and wanting to make sure I was comfortable which only made me like him more, but as time went on I began to wonder what was the hold-up? Let's date already!

He would talk about needing to close chapters from his past and such. Maybe he was still married! Sure enough. I finally asked him about it and he told me that he had been separated from his wife for 5 years and that he was working on getting a divorce. That was in September. It wasn't until December that the divorce became final. More waiting, Mattie Rae. Haven't I waited long enough already? I guess not.

We kept our contact with one another at handshake distance although our hearts yearned to be closer. We continued our friendship by taking walks together at night and just talking. I was very uncomfortable with that fact that he was still married. I didn't want anyone to think of me as a woman that would date a married man. I didn't want to be that kind of woman EVER. Strange the situations I find myself in sometimes.

We did well. We kept our relationship as friends only for months. I admit that it was difficult because the love for him that was growing in my heart was ready to burst. The time was just not right yet.

I tried to keep a good perspective. It was good to keep ourselves from physical affection because then we could focus on getting know each other better. I fell deeper in love in him as I learned more about his commitment to the gospel. He got us reading the Book of Mormon together and praying together. When he got his temple recommend to do baptisms, he would go every week. He would bear his testimony every Fast Sunday. He would do his home teaching and fulfill his callings. Every principle of the gospel he learned he would implement it into his life immediately. He was living the gospel in a way that was inspiring and in a way that every member should. He was unbelievable. He was too good to be true. He was true though. He was so sincere in it all. I've never met a man like him. I am in love with him!