Autumn is supposed to be the most romantic time of year. Everything just seems warm and cozy; candles beg to be lit and sweaters are brought out from storage. Danny and I met in the month of November, but I definitely didn’t want to sit by the fireside with him at first. He says he liked my short hair (I had just cut it into a pixie) while I liked that he fixed my computer the first time we met. I never expected Danny to be anything more than an acquaintance but at the time I was just enjoying the single life.
I met Danny through a family friend. We had breakfast all together one morning and I think my first thought was Wow He is Colombian? He sure doesn’t look like it to me! After learning he had only been in the States for a few months I was impressed at how well he spoke English. We really didn’t notice each other until a few weeks later. I guess you can say it was my mom’s makeup bag that brought us together.
Danny had a small gig driving my mom to work in the afternoon but one day she forgot her makeup bag. She absolutely needed it; any make-up addict reading could sympathize with her dilemma. I had been painting a few things I got from the thrift store and my phone was near me, of course. I picked it up to answer a text message and plop! – it fell right into the bucket of paint. I was hysterical trying to clean my phone but thankfully Danny rang the doorbell soon after. I gave him my mom’s makeup bag and he offered to get my phone over to a repair place. I remember having so much fun listening to music and talking with him on the way there. After we spent time together one on one I realized I wanted to get to know him better.
We soon started seeing each other more and more. Sometimes I wish I could go back and watch us listening to music or walking around the neighborhood. There is something so special about the beginning of something new and exciting. I wouldn’t trade that time we spent getting to know each other for anything in the world.
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