this mindy girl was really easy to talk to. she made great eye contact, so much so, that i felt uncomfortable @ times (i had been raised to feel that eye-contact was disrespectful). mindy was a unr student like me & was working two jobs to pay for it. i was dying during the day, because i was working for parks & recreation as a park ranger aide, translated: trash-emptier @ county parks- mayberry park had the worst trash cans i've ever seen- i'll leave it @ that. ;>
mindy talked about washoe valley, pigs, rabbits, 4-h, dance team & such. i thought to myself, "i gots me an athletic farm girl- cool." okay, so the board-game was over & the "crew" needed to start thinking about moving to the house where we'd be viewing the fireworks. this was the 4th of july, 1990.
w/a major alcohol buzz & needing a smoke like nobody's business- i piled into steve's car. steve liked the pet shop boys, so that's what we heard when riding in his car. numerous cars stopped @ 7-11 on 7th street & mccarran to get some gas & snacks. i went behind the 7-11 to get a smoke fix, then got a soda. when i came back to get in the car, i was told that mindy wanted to ride w/me. i later found out that mindy was told that i wanted to ride w/her. looks like our friends were still trying to "hook us up."
on the way to the fireworks, i asked mindy, "do you believe in God?" her bright eyes looked up & she replied, "yes, i do. i have since i was a little girl." despite the drugs & complete emotional jacked-upness, i needed to know that God was important to her. i actually used this question in determining if i'd try to "move forward" w/this girl named mindy. i'd remember learning in sunday school that we should marry Christians not others. funny how this came to my mind having been altered by alcohol. Jesus makes things happen & meets us where we are. that's another blog topic though.
we talked & talked & i couldn't get enough of her. i didn't want the ride to stop. we crawled out of the car @ a house that over-looked the city (close to hillside's location). the fireworks house was big & had a lot of college'ish types drinking adult beverages. i can't remember whose blanket it was, but we (me & min) shared a blanket in the back-yard. it got pretty chilly & it was cute to share the blanket. before the show started, we had to use the restroom, so we ventured in. when i was done & opened up the door, i was surprised to find mindy waiting for me.
mindy's waiting for me was important to me. it was a simple gesture, but it said some things about her. i told her thanks for waiting & she said, "why wouldn't i wait for you? i came in w/you." i hadn't been treated w/respect for most of my life. this "nice" thing was refreshing to my soul. mindy was nice & thoughtul- i ate it up.
we watched fireworks, shared the blanket, & didn't touch the whole time. i liked her a lot & was very attracted to her. i didn't want to cheapen her by putting my paws on her. she was a good-girl & i respected/cherished that. i had somehow (Jesus) been able to refuse promiscuous advances by plenty of girls on the punk/alternative/goth scene. i wanted a girl that i could respect on many different levels. she wanted to know me, for me.
that was our first night- our first night as a couple. that night- i wanted mindy to be all mine. the rest is history. mindy is still mine. 16 years of good, bad, & bad times. we're doing well. better than ever. Jesus heals. Jesus is good. mindy has proven to be loyal/true- no matter the challenge/difficulty- i knew she would- since that first night that she waited for me outside the bathroom door. thank you, Jesus, for answering my question for favor the week before. remember the question/favor that i asked of Jesus?




5 comments:
ya gotta love those match makin friends. good reminder of how important the little kind gestures are. this was so wonderful.
i now the history of ja-ndy!!
jandy? how about mison - i'm thinking it would rhyme with bison. i'm not sure if i'm ready to hop on the "when we met" bandwagon just yet, but i am enjoying all of your stories.
AWWWW!!!
I was here.
Nice blog, Jay. Thanks for sharing your story.
hey rose! glad to hear from you. are you gonn make up a blog soon?
Post a Comment