Friday, January 30, 2009

Chapter Eight: Promenade

There is an artist named Marc Chagall, and he is my very favorite. I am relatively passionate about fine arts, particularly of the 1900’s. I spent the majority of my trip to Europe in art museums, mostly on a hunt for Marc Chagall’s works. The night we watched the movie at Tommy’s house, I was looking through Omar’s camera and he had picture after picture from art museums in Chicago. Apparently I had no idea that he was so cultured, and when I landed on a picture of a painting by Chagall, the deal was sealed. I wanted to give Omar a chance.
Promenade, my very favorite painting by marc chagall.

I asked him if he had ever been to “First Friday,” a monthly art exhibit downtown. He said that he had, and that he really enjoyed it. And…he asked if I wanted to go. Just us.
He and I, alone, on a…date.
I hadn’t been on a date in quite sometime, and I was still trying to sort all of it out with God. Omar was tending to our Nano Pet so carefully, and he was so sweet about holding pinkies, and well, I gave in.And we went. And it was…memorable.


He picked me up, and we drove downtown. I invited my friend, Tommy, to meet up with us, because I was fairly nervous about going on an actual date with Omar. We looked at art, we listened to poetry, we drank lemonade, and held hands. Of course, we did not interlock fingers, or anything else.
cross-dressing nuns at First Friday, 2006

Then, we went to an empty roller hockey rink and Heelyed around.

omar has perfect form, 2006

Afterwards, he drove me home. When we pulled up to my house, Omar turned towards me, looked into my eyes, pulled me near and….


Asked if he could wash and detail my car.
How could I say no to that? We decided to meet up the next day at the carwash. At this point I was still questioning where I stood as far as being in a relationship with anyone, especially Omar. I spent a lot of time praying, asking God to guide my heart and protect Omar’s. And He did. In fact, after we washed our cars, God changed everything I had ever known about my heart in the tunnels of Lake Mead.


to be continued...



p.s. thank you to all of you who are following our story. told you it was long :) it means so much to us that you take the time to read the love story that God has written for us.

2 comments:

Rebecca Louise. said...

I think this is a beautiful love story - you could make a movie out of it :)

It isn't long...it's adorable! :) xxx.

P.s Please do a post about your european adventures sometime. I live in London - I hope you visited there. It has some amazing art :) xxx.

Life!!! said...

You always leave me wanting MORE!!! ... ADORABLE!!!!