On the 4th of July in 1990, I met a beautiful, bright, warm and smart girl. We were "setup" by friends to attend a 4th party. I almost didn't go, because my Mama was in the hospital with pneumonia. I visited my Mama and was completely down. I called my friend who invited me and told him that I wasn't sure if I was up for being social (not easy for me on my best days), and he just kept reiterating that I should have some fun, get away from the heavy stuff, and meet this Mindy girl.
I decided to go to the party and mope around, but it didn't take long before I was introduced to a girl with shining green eyes. She was perky, social, and I could tell that she was smart and opinionated. Back in the day, she'd be described as a "preppy" cheerleader type.
We chatted a bit while playing a board game (I can't stand board games) with the group and conversing with her was as smooth as silk. As the time came for fireworks, we piled in cars, and we ended up being together in the back of my friend's car chatting away. We continued chatting with ease and I had a question come to mind that I just had to ask her: "Do you believe in God?" She said she did and I was thrilled.
I discovered that night, as we sat on the grass, and blankets were handed out, that this girl was cold all the time. We sat next to each other, shared a blanket (I was so hot: temperature wise :)), but I kept it on me (the things we do for our girls). We kept talking at a nice pace and my time with her was becoming an organic/natural interaction.
We both needed to use the bathroom, so we went into the place, and I was tremendously blessed by what she did: she was waiting outside the door of the bathroom for me. I barely knew this girl and she already was showing signs of a girl with character; she made me feel so special when she did that. We went back outside and watched the fireworks together.
Jay
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