So Close but So Far Away (My Husband, Part 3)

Time passed. I missed my Junior prom. (No date.) I continued through highschool having fun with friends and making the most of life.

The summer between my Junior and Senior year, the church youth group went ice skating. Guess who was the van driver? Yep, 'Sage'. He was the adult driver/chaperon for the van I was in.

I remember watching his eyes in the rear view mirror. I was hopeful he didn't see me staring at him; I found him so intriguing. I tried to strike up a conversation with him that day while he was taking off his skates rubbing his ankles. He was polite but didn't act overly interested. I don't know what I expected. He was so close, but so far out of reach...

When my senior prom came around, I went with one of my friend's other cousins. I think he took pity on me and took me because it was my senior prom AND my 18th birthday.

There was an 'after prom party' at church. There, I saw 'Sage'. He was a chaperon again. 'Sage' was cousins to my friend and to the guy I went to prom with. I didn't think anything of it. It was a big night and when it was all over I had memories and a highschool diploma, but still no boyfriend.

The following year, I worked part time at the electric company while attending college. Near campus was a little Italian restaurant where a gal friend of mine worked. I stopped in one day and I found my former prom-date working there too. (Funny things like that happen in a small town.)

I remember seeing a guy sitting alone in a booth. It was 'Sage'! This guy continued to pop up in my path and I was interested, even thought I felt invisible to him.

Here, my friends, is where the story gets really, REALLY interesting. I was now 19 and about to become a crazed WOMAN on a MISSION!

(You won't believe the lunacy that comes next! Really...you won't! Tune in tomorrow for jaw dropping guffaws!)