Midnight madness It was midnight, and I stood in front of her house. We were 19 and 16, had met that summer, and I was smitten. Following her home from a party, I shamefully stood in the darkness near his convertible listening to her argue with the now, ex-boyfriend. My heart pounded at the possibilities. She fled to her house. He left in a huff, and I stood, scared to knock on her door. Was I standing at one of life’s crossroads? To my horror, her mother answered the door, but welcomed me, and said, “Yes, Sue is still awake.” Clammy palms didn’t prevent the fateful question when I saw her. The hike in the woods with this beautiful girl was a blur. Life was exceptionally sweet and showed the promise of wonderful things to come. Mom asked about this special date I had mentioned and was upset when I simply said, “I’ll marry this girl someday.” Despite our age, separation during college and the Navy, we wed. Thirty-eight years have passed, each one more precious than the last as we age gracefully together. Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, but I thank God for that nudge to take the first step. Larry Holland, Taylorsville, EnergyUnited |
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