Our first date, revisited
We went on our first date together almost nine years ago today.
Went on other dates that week, but I don’t remember them. I remember Alison’s in particular because she was late.
She emailed me to tell me she was going to be late because she was working to get a generator for a village in Africa – which wasn’t an excuse I’d ever heard before.
She worked at Helen Keller, you see. She spent almost her entire professional career trying to help other people.
She set herself apart from the beginning.
She made such a difference in my life as well.
Just one of a million reasons why the world and I are better because she was in it.
Her: Hey, I’m here.
Me: (laughing) You were getting a generator?
Her: Yes – I was waiting for the donor to confirm.
Me: Did you get it?
Her: (beaming) Yep!
Me: Great, let’s drink to that.
Her: You’ll drink to anything.
Me: (nodding) This is true.
Me: (waking up in the dark) Are you ok?
Her: (weakly opens and closes her right hand)
Me: (takes her right hand and sits beside her) I’m here.
Her: (squeezes my hand)
Me: I’m here.
Her: (squeezes my hand again)