Prompt Response: We Met on the Phone ☎️
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How did you meet your significant other?
By Day One (Prompt 2862)
Because it’s late, and I’ve been traveling, I’ve decided to dig out a draft I started from an older Day One prompt. First, though, you’ll want to read about our telephone meeting in When God Plans a Meet Cute.
So now you know that we created our own Valentine’s Day on the first time we spoke over the phone on February 12th. But that’s where I stopped the story. I didn’t tell you that we began exchanging phone calls regularly (and back when you paid by the minute) and talking for hours. Once, he said he needed to go just to get a few hours sleep before work. The next thing you know, he said he needed to go, so he could take a shower and go to work. Oops 😬! But neither of us really wanted to hang up even with building phone bills into the hundreds of dollars.
Arizona
I headed back to Arizona after the two jobs in Massachusetts where we truly got to know each other via long phone calls and a few letters. While I was there, I stayed with my aunt since I didn’t need my own place while living on the road doing the traveling sales. My Aunt Shirley insisted on her own phone time with David. I think she fell in love with him as well, because when it came time for me to get back on the road, and the trip included heading to Kentucky to meet David, she said she knew my life was going to change and that I wouldn’t be coming back to Arizona to live. And she was right.
Kentucky
So my next job was in La Porte Indiana (the town I wrote about on October 4th with the hair dresser who taught me to make homemade salsa). It was close enough to Louisville, Kentucky, that we made plans to meet each other in person. It took me about 3 or 4 days to drive with stopping for sleep and phone calls along the way.
A Giant Bow
Before big bows by that Jo Jo girl became popular, I almost always wore big bows to pull back my long, straight hair. Between that and my 4’10” height, when I knocked on the door and David looked through the peep hole, he could only see the bow on top of my head 🎀😁 Now, don’t you think that made him extra nervous? Especially since Aunt Shirley had jokingly warned him that I was 3 feet tall and 3 feet wide. Poor guy!
7-Course Dinner
Yes, he actually opened the door. Maybe curiosity pushed him beyond his fears. But also, he had prepared a 7-course meal for me. Basically, he’d been writing down everything I said I liked in our phone calls, and then he shopped for everything he could that he knew how to make, and totally spoiled me. If the calls weren’t enough, that was certainly the icing on the cake with a cherry on top. A proposal came 2 days later, and the rest really is history—35 plus years of it. 💝🥰
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When God Plans a Meet Cute
We can’t see the picture God is working on above because our view is only of all the messy strings below. Corrie Ten Boom often spoke this thought from a beautiful poem written by Grant Colfax Tuller (1869-1950). I’ll add the poem, called The Weaver, at the end. But for now, I want to tell you about one of my strings and why I celebrate Valentine’s Day on February 12th every year.
In the winter of 1990, the photography studio I traveled with had me in Wisconsin during an arctic cold I’ll never forget. 30+ below zero with wind chills that brought that down to 80 below. Yikes! When I got back to Arizona for Christmas, I was ready to quit the road job and stay where it was much warmer. Alas, they called me at the end of January and said they needed an emergency rep on a red eye to Massachusetts because two other proof consultants had walked off the job. So, with no sleep, I headed to Las Vegas to grab a flight. I didn’t know I was flying to a destiny far different than what I had envisioned for my life.
I was alone at first, but then Linda arrived. We clicked right away and each saw the Spirit of God in the other. Within hours, she told me about a Christian man she knew who was 34 years old and had never been married. Her words: You two would be perfect for each other.
On February 12th, she called him from her room and then put me on the phone with him. We ended up talking for 2 hours, and he grabbed my heart by saying, “I’ll be honest. I’m looking for a serious relationship. But if that doesn’t happen between us, I want to stay friends because I already like you a lot.” Was that the bait or the hook? Lol! 🪝
I was living in the clouds for the next two days excited about when we would talk again. This time, I called him from my room, and it was an even longer conversation. But it started out with my telling him Happy Valentine’s Day since it was the 14th. His response was the reel that wound me into his life for 35+ years now. He said, “No, MY Valentine’s Day was two days ago.” Hook set, no wiggling off of that line for me.
So, today was our 36th Valentine’s Day on February 12th. My Kentuckiana life with my Kentucky soldier husband has been filled with real life moments that have included both blessings and trials, but the overall story has been blessings. But I’m jumping ahead, so I’ll say goodnight from here, and I hope some readers are inspired or encouraged by our meet cute from long ago. 💞
And here’s that poem I promised…
The Weaver (aka The Tapestry Poem or Life is But a Weaving)
My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.
Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.
Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him."
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