Terry and I met at (of all the embarrassing places) at a single's dance! After Terry had been divorced for a while, his bishop challenged him to go to a few of the dances so that he could get out and meet people. My friend, Tina, made me promise to go to ONE with her. I guess the stars were aligned when I met Terry at my first dance! I remember dancing a couple of dances with him and talking a little about who we were. You know, the regular chit chat. I thought he was a nice guy (even IF the shirt he was wearing had a mandarin collar and he was wearing cowboy boots).
The next dance rolled around and Tina
When we got back to my car, he opened my door (as he would do 1000 times over) and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips.
And so it began...
|The very first picture I ever took of my boyfriend.|
(notice the sunflowers in the background?!)