{"id":10738,"date":"2013-02-18T06:42:12","date_gmt":"2013-02-18T12:42:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=10738"},"modified":"2013-02-14T11:56:48","modified_gmt":"2013-02-14T17:56:48","slug":"walking-side-by-side","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2013\/20130218-10738.htm","title":{"rendered":"Walking side by side"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is the next installment in a rather long series about how Daniel and I met–and have become engaged. Click on the “<\/em>Our Story<\/em><\/a>” tag for context.<\/em><\/p>\n

When we left the Garcia’s, we traveled downtown, where a Nebraska football game had just ended. We parked a fair distance from where our reservations were and walked to the Haymarket.<\/p>\n

Daniel stopped abruptly in the midst of our walking to ask me, “Am I walking too fast? My family always tells me that I walk too quickly.”<\/p>\n

I laughed a bit and explained that my<\/i> family always complains that I walk too quickly. They say they struggle to keep up with my pace. <\/p>\n

As it was, Daniel and I were perfectly comfortable with each other’s pace.<\/p>\n

We sat for a few minutes on a bench by the old train station, talking and just enjoying one another’s presence. Then we walked yet again to The Oven<\/a>, where we enjoyed dinner on the patio, taking in the sights and sounds of post-gameday Lincoln.<\/p>\n

I started to get chilly towards the end of dinner–so we took a detour back to the car, where Daniel got out his jacket for me. <\/p>\n

I gladly wore it as we walked further, this time to a coffee shop where we sat and talked until the night grew late.<\/p>\n

Daniel drove me home, gave me a hug at the door, and I returned his jacket.<\/p>\n

As I drove back to Columbus, I received a text message: “Unexpected surprise: My jacket smells like you.”<\/p>\n

Aww. Totally not fair.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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