How could I forget?

This is a retraction, somewhat, of my previous post. The second date was the next day. No wonder I was so grateful I didn't have to wait to know if he was going to ask me out again. I spent some time in that very special journal today. I told Lindsay that I was reading through my old journals, and she sent me a text about two hours later that said, "Well are you through torturing yourself yet?" Actually it wasn't torture, it was very sweet. It certainly isn't that I needed to be reminded how much I love Bill. It was just so nice to be reminded how special it was from the very beginning. Our first date had lasted two hours and had flown by. All of a sudden he remembered he was cooking dinner for his boys. He did take me home as promised and came in. When he left he told me that he had enjoyed it and would like to do it again. I promptly agreed. Tracie was with someone named Jared. I am wondering if it was Jared Mabey. Jared told me it really wasn't a date because he hadn't spent any money. I didn't care. I did see him at church the next day, and I was patting HIS arm. He called me right after church. He said he could be ready in 15 minutes. I said I needed thirty. We were together for four hours. We talked and talked and talked. His comment was, "we covered a lot of ground". I remember thinking that was kind of an odd thing to say. I remember thinking that Bill was in charge of what was happening. It was a wonderful feeling, and one that I had never experienced before. I really liked it. I had to wait til Thursday for our next date. I was OK with that because on Sunday night I had borrowed a sweater from him because it had gotten cold. I remember sleeping with that sweater every night because the smell reminded me of him. Now I open his closet about four times every day and get that same wonderful reminder in the very same way.