Monday, August 4, 2008

Kisses Sweeter Than Wine

I still remember my first kiss with Shane, as if it was yesterday, even though it was almost eight years ago (August 22, 2000, to be exact!). It was my last night before I was set to leave for IU, and I spent it with Shane, and my two best friends, neither of whom were going away. It was a bittersweet night, to say the least. We were at my friend John's house, and Shane left at about 11 that night. I walked him out to the car, heart racing, palms sweating. It was a beautiful night, one of those rare cool summer nights, where you can see all of the stars.

We talked, hugged, and then we kissed. It wasn't my first kiss, but it was the kiss. You know, the kiss where time stands still, where nothing else seems to matter but this exact moment in time. I'd never had one of those kisses before. I'd never come close to having one of those kisses before, and to be honest, I'd started to wonder if they even existed or if they were merely a literary invention. I learned that night that those kisses do exist, you just have to find the right person.

Shane left, and I floated back inside. Yes, floated. My friends knew, just from the unwavering grin on my face. And since then, every kiss we've shared has managed to bring about the same silly grin. Whether it's a goodnight kiss, or a romantic kiss, or an "I'm sorry" kiss, he still makes my heart race. Sure, some kisses may be more special than others, like our first kiss as husband and wife. Shane doesn't like public kissing, so leading up to our wedding, he swore it'd just be a quick peck and that was it. Imagine my surprise (and delight) when the time came, and I finally had to gently push him away because he would not stop kissing me, followed by joyous laughter from all those at our wedding. Or the kiss he gave me after Luke was born, when I said, "Can you believe we did this?" Or the kiss he gave me the night before our wedding, effectively calming me down and helping me focus on the events of the next day.

I'm blessed that I get to spend the rest of my life kissing him.


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13 comments:

tinycandi said...

Aww! I love it! I remember that night! :) I remember the night of your first date...talking about what you were going to wear. It's hard to believe that it's been 8 years already!

Erin said...

That seems so long ago, doesn't it? I owe you for calming me down the day of our first date... I was such a nervous wreck! I think I changed outfits four times.

Scribbit said...

This is just so sweet--isn't that moment when you both look at the child you've produced amazing?

Guinevere Meadow said...

Such a sweet story!!!

Cassie said...

So sweet! I love that you "floated" back inside, I know exactly what you mean!

JenniBeanV said...

Awwwww! :-D It's awesome to be in looooooove, isn' it?

gasolinedreams said...

aww. :)

and i so remember taking that picture! ;)

and i ALSO remember your first date. i cannot believe how long ago that was now!

Mekhismom said...

How lovely. Kissing must be in the air, this is the second post that I have read this morning about kissing.

forgetfulone said...

What a sweet post.

Blessed said...

Great story... I can completely relate to the floating.

Thanks for your kind comments on my entry for the contest!

Gabrielle said...

love it!!! We have a son named Luke also! With kisses sweeter than wine, why drink anything else? :-)

MoziEsmé said...

Beautiful! I pray the magic of those kisses never ends!

blissfulanonymity said...

Aw that was so lovely and yes I know that kiss! it's unbelievable when it happens. My friends and I used to say we were searching for the Romeo and Juliet kiss.