rekindling feelings

Last night BigD and I went to see J*ames T*aylor in concert. 29 years ago we saw him on our first date and we have seen him every time he has come to Blosso*m Music Center since. It is a once a year treat that we always make sure is on our schedule and that one night seems to bring a bit of the magic back to our life. It brings memories of all the things that have passed in those years and amazes me at how fast it has gone. The show was wonderful as always but we were talking on the way home that JT seemed to have aged a little…then we both busted out laughing realizing that WE have aged too. Sometimes it is easy to forget that! The only reason that we saw him that first time all those years ago is because BigD had a date that pissed him off the night before so he decided not to take her. We had met a few weeks earlier and had chatted a bit but I thought his friend that was with him was really hot, so I was nice to BigD, but interested in the friend. When BigD called at 4pm asking if I wanted to go to the concert that night, some bizarre person overtook my body and mouth and said yes. I had never ever gone out with anyone 3 hours after they had called, cause we all know that is a sign of a desperate woman and I was not about to appear desperate. Besides I thought if BigD thought I was a good match for his friend he might set us up:) That night we had a blast and ended up back at my apartment talking all night. I thought he was sweet and could tell he had confidence but not arrogance and at some point during that night, I completely forgot about his hot friend and decided that if BigD wanted to go out again, I would surely go. Eleven months later we were engaged and another eleven months after that, we were married. We have had many ups and many downs over the years but our yearly date to the concert has been an unwritten ‘must do’ and for that one night, I can look at him and remember why I married him in the first place. (As for the hot friend…..he and BigD are still friends, he is not at all the kind of guy I should or would have married but we are good friends with he and his wife and his wife actually was the social worker that was directly involved with S1’s birth mother and is the woman that lovingly handed my son to me 19 years ago…it is funny how life works.)