Six years ago today I was getting ready for class in my DC Cleveland Park apartment. I decided to wear a dress this day and curl my hair. As I unraveled my curls I remember thinking, "why am I trying so hard?" I was taken aback that I was excited for my evening. I didn't think I wanted to date anyone during grad school. And yet, here I was in a new dress, curled hair and butterflies flitting around in my stomach.
Class was a blur as was my library session that afternoon. 6pm was quickly approaching and I was about to meet up with this super cute and sweet guy at the Georgetown Waterfront for drinks.
As I walked up to the restaurant I remember getting a chill and clutching my scarf a little tighter. The nerves were taking over. Does this guy like me? Are we just friends?
Maybe I did want to date, after all.
In fact, I just wanted to date him.
Then I saw him, checking on our reservation and turning around to see me. He smiled.
Soon after, the evening was filled with nervous yet natural conversation, sangria, chips & guac, a game of 20 questions that never ended, a walk to a wine bar and a kiss in the rain before I hopped in a cab.
My life was forever changed.
Have First Date-iversary, Andrew! I'm so happy it was my last first date 6 years ago.