"You give me that bottom of the 9th, last at bat, tied game, grand slam, full of butterflies kind of feeling." - My Husband
We had our first date a week after Dday. I KNOW! Insane. QS said he hated me for it and appreciated the gesture, all at the same time. My focus was 1000000% on him and even though he stared out the window half the time, I didn't falter in the very one sided conversation or showing him he was #1 that night.
We made a huge effort to reconnect by dating after Dday. Great memories.
There was a shooting range date with pin curls, pearls, and heels. There was the baseball game that was fabulous till the drunk marine spit on and verbally assaulted me. But hey, there was fireworks after the event. Home team won! There was the time QS cut off the end of his thumb and still went to a pottery painting class with me. There was the camping weekend that was so hot, we thought hell had ascended into our dimension. Freaking A, never camping in the dead of summer again.
Then there are dates that are not so dramatic. They're normal. Quiet. Comfortable. Simple dinner. Ice cream run. Chick flicks on the couch after the kids have gone to bed. Sneaking off to the bedroom while the kids are busy. Finding notes or naughty pics in one another's email inboxes.
All these events have one thing in common. We did them together. And it helped forge a tighter bond between us.
Total believer of using dating as a tool not just for reconciliation, but for marriage as a whole.
"Courage is being scared to death and saddling up anyway." - J. Wayne