|26 Years of holding her hand have been better than|
I would have ever imagined!
While for most, it might not be quite so eventful, you must remember that I was a shy person and holding a girls hand was not an easy social move for me. In fact, it's fair to say that mentally, I tormented myself over it and my record of holding any girls hand was maybe once or twice. However on my third date with Cathy, I took her to a Utah Symphony concert (tickets were inexpensive as a student) and I not only really liked her but had an impression that she was the right girl for me. I tend to over-think things a lot, and this was no exception. However I couldn't figure out how to initiate the process and Cathy was not making it very easy. Her hand while visible, was no where to be found. As we walked up South Temple from the parking lot on block 85, I decided that it was now or I would never have the courage to make it happen. Having visualized it earlier in my mind, I mustered all the courage I could find, and asked Cathy, "What's that in your hand?" She lifted her hand to look at the inside of it, and then I slyly slipped my hand into hers and replied, "Oh I guess it's mine". I thought it was very creative, to which I guess she did too. She smiled, a little and then left it there. Victory!
|Cathy and I were engaged on Ensign Peak, but hiked up again|
during the period of our engagement.