Let
me take you back to an important memory of mine. This story took place about six
years ago at a place called Myrtle Beach.
A week long vacation with my girlfriend’s family at the
beach is coming to an end. It is a very cold Friday evening complete with
gushes of coastal wind whistling through the freshly painted rails of the balcony.
Stefani and I, unaware of what each other were thinking, were both reflecting
over the past week and how much we had enjoyed each other’s company.
“Hey
Stef! Remember when you yelled ‘Brent, wave!’ and I said ‘To who?’ right when
the wave crashed over my head?”
“Yeah!
That was so funny. You’re such an idiot!” Stefani replied.
The conversation continued back and forth for some time.
While that conversation was happening, I had another conversation going on
inside of my head, which could have been the reason for my lack of talking
during the whole discussion.
“Brent, go for it. It is the perfect time! You will not
get another chance like this!” But then, “Are you crazy? What if she doesn’t
want to?”
As you might have guessed, I was contemplating on whether
or not I should try to experience my first kiss. So many thoughts were buzzing
through my head and what was only about twenty minutes, seemed like a lifetime.
The air was cold and thin as the wind blew briskly across our skin. The
moonlight subtly lit the balcony with a romantic glow while the sound of the
ocean made for a relaxing environment. Blankets were wrapped tight around both
of us as we sat side by side in plastic white chairs almost whispering our
conversation.
Suddenly,
my girlfriend’s mom cracks the door open and tells us to be inside in ten
minutes because it was getting dark. My heart almost leaped out of my mouth
because I knew my time was running short. The palms of my hands began to feel
very cold due to the excess of moisture on them. My heart was pounding with
unbelievable force making me think it could very well make me fall out of my
chair. My blood pressure rose and my mind raced as I was wondering if this
would turn out how I had previously imagined. I had to initiate something or a
perfect chance for my first kiss would be forever lost. I took a deep breath as
I let out these words:
“Stef,
can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”,
Stefani responded. That was a short response, I thought. Does she know what is
coming? Am I too obvious? Calm down Brent. Speak, just speak!
“I’m
not sure how to ask this but I’ve been thinking about something all week (which
I had) and I was wondering if I could…kiss you?”
At
that moment Stefani’s shoulders began to ease up around her neck and her nose
crinkled as it always does when something wonderful is about to happen. She
very bashfully shook her head up and down, but her eyes told a different story
though. They said, “It’s about time!”
My
whole body breathed a sigh of relief with her response. She had said yes. But
as quickly as my body relaxed, it became tense again staring at the empty space
between our lips I was about to remove. I leaned in cautiously, but anxiously,
toward her and in the perfect atmosphere, our lips touched.
A
feeling so incredible rushed over my body! It is a feeling that can only be
understood by someone who has experienced it. A tingle went from my lips and
traveled all the way to my toes. My head
spun with exhilaration while my heart still pumped with unbelievable force.
I
never knew a single moment could be so wonderful. I knew then that my desire to
be loved was not an impossibility. I realized for the first time how wonderful
the gift of love is from our Creator. Our love for each other on earth mimics
the love that Jesus Christ has for us, but with one exception. His love is
flawless and unconditional. How great is the Father’s love for us!
My
first kiss -how wonderful! It was comforting, special, and unique. I could not
have asked for a better time, place, and setting. Stefani and I are still dating
to this day. It has been six years and three months.
