The First Date

May 9th, 2009

Our first date was two weeks after we had met. I woke up early to get ready but I was still trying to choose clothes when Kyle knocked the door. When I opened it, I saw his smiling face and I returned the smile. He hugged me hard for a long moment. It felt great but also a bit strange because he was still standing on the porch and was about a feet (30cm) lower than me.

I think both of us were quite nervous and we weren't sure what to do. The weather looked amazing and it was already hotter than it ever gets in Finland. However, we decided to go to see the mall and went to say hi to one of my friends that worked there. Kyle bought us a smoothie and took two straws. I thought it was kind of weird but later he told me he "had to be sure about me first". My friends told us to go play minigolf and so we went.

Minigolf had never been as much fun as it was with Kyle. We were making fun of each other and joking around all the time. In the end he let me win - he'll never confess that though. The minigolf place was really pretty but it wasn't very challenging. It was still fun and the main thing was to get to know each other better anyway. As the time went by my feelings grew stronger and stronger. I never wanted that day to end.

We had planned to go to the movies but it was such a nice day so we decided to go to the park instead. There we took some pictures with timer and talked. After one shot neither one of us moved and we were just lying there. Kyle asked me what I wanted to do next and I stared into his eyes and said: "You know what I want." I was so glad he understood and slowly he slid his hand to my cheek and bent over to kiss me. It was the best first kiss I've ever experienced. It was even better because I had previously found out he was a mormon and I wasn't sure if he was allowed to ever kiss me. I have no idea how much time passed by and we just occasionally heard some guys honking and yelling at us. I was just so happy and the only thing that mattered was us.

Unfortunately Kyle had to go to work that night so we went to eat to Subway and then he took me home. He didn't leave instantly but we stayed by the pool for a while just talking and enjoying the sun and the moment. Finally he left an hour later than he was supposed to but luckily he had his work clothes with him so when we talked on the phone that night he told me he had made it on time.

Still today I think that was one of the most magical days I've ever lived and I don't think that even if I lived for 100 years, I would forget it. After that day I remained happy the rest of my exchange year and a long time afterwards.

Love, May