"Elephant Shoe"

We met through her brother who let me know that she needed help with College Algebra.  I was tutoring kids at a private school after leaving college and finding myself with no direction in my life.  My best friend had died a couple years earlier, and as of yet I did not drive.  My mother would take me to the school and pick me up at then end of the day.  I was drifting and lost and feeling sorry for myself.  She and I happened to go to the same church so I approached her one day.

So I hear you need some math help?

Um...yeah..you see...I ....well its just that

You need math help?

Yeah um sure can you...help me

I was unaware at the time but this was secret code for (I really like this guy, or hubba hubba)

I rode home with her after church and started to help her.  I stayed in the kitchen, as it was nearest to the door just in case her 6 foot 10 brother or 6 foot 6 brother would come after me.  I would have time to make it down the 24 steps leading to the driveway and maybe i could flag down a car.

After a period of time in which I very slowly discovered she liked me (my mother had to tell me) I began to pray.  My relationships were all of 3 at that point each ending within a month or so as being loving sweet and kind were frowned upon in general in favor for rough and mysterious (think "Cool Rider" in Grease 2...if anyone other than me watched that).  Although to be fair I believe I like every girl in high school at one point or another.    I was older and at this point I wanted something meaningful something that would last. I had no idea how wonderful it would become.

We began to date and out 1st date was to catch a play at NKU called "Hotel Baltimore"  bad choice for a 1st date.  We held hands and soon went to the Baptist Student Union where it was asked if I had the Jesus "thing" (Is this a medical problem?).  It was nice to get out and be together, learning about those things that she found funny, which was everything at the time I mean I was a comic genius in her eyes (which has been replaced with stares and the nodding of the head).  She would write me notes and give them to her brother to give me, which may have helped him to begin to resent me.  Her father began to let her know that I wasn't a man because i didn't work in the field and didn't drive.  These are man's hands he would show her and after much badgering she broke up with me....

For about 6 hours...

"I don't care what he says I love you"  (these words may come back to haunt us in 15-16 years Serena, Katrina Payten don't read this blog)

So we dated, and after 2 years (Which in Kardasian years is 137 give or take)  I asked her to marry me and thankfully she said yes.

We've had many adventures Erin & I, she is my biggest supporter and critic.  Through her love and support I finally learned to drive, found a steady job, graduated college and became a foster and adoptive parent.  She is amazing and she is still learning and trying to find sweet ways to put her love in action.  We hope to build/buy a home in the next couple of years to where we can watch our family grow as our home is too small for the love we have.  For her love is more than a word, its an action.  No reason for this blog other than to say I love you or "elephant shoe" as we used to say.