Saturday, January 16, 2010

A Year Of Memories, January 17th 1999

If you've been reading regularly, you'll know that I have decided to do "A Year Of Memories" post on every significant day during our marriage and courtship.

I feel like with today's blog post I am backtracking somewhat in mine and Barry's relationship, as it was not the first significant day in our history, but rather the 2nd. However, that first day will have to come December 18th of this year, so be patient for that! lol

By January 17th of 1999, Barry and I had been chatting quite often through email and yahoo. He had sent me an email before asking if we could talk on the phone. I could probably dig through my old emails, which I did save, and find the exact one that he mentioned talking on the phone, but for now my memories will have to do. He told me that he wouldn't spend a lot of money on a phone card, but that he just wanted to hear my voice. So I gave him my phone # and waited....

That day was Super Bowl Sunday. I can't believe it was 11 years ago!

The phone rang at about 9:20AM PST, and I was in the living room at my dad's house. I don't remember what I was doing, what I was wearing. I remember nothing of that day but waiting for the phone to ring. And then it did, coming all the way from Germany, from a hallway in the barracks which I would eventually call home less than a year later....

The first thought I remember was how sexy I thought his voice was. I remember writing in my journal how much I LOVED it. I was STOKED that he had an accent. I remember laughing a lot. And I remember just being so excited that I finally got to hear his voice. And I remember just beaming while he talked, just being able to hear him speak.

And unfortunately that is all I remember. But it was such a good day, and always stuck out in my head.

I'm sorry I don't have much more of an exciting memory to share with you all, but it was an important one to me. The next day will be February 8th, the day our first two babies were born.

2 comments:

Karen said...

I remember voices, too. :o) Great memory for you to share.

LisaW said...

Not all memories are "exciting." This one is beautiful because it is less about details and all about feelings.