So…D and I found ourselves in much the same position.  Widow and widower…single parents…and all that goes with that.  We started texting encouragement to each other here and there and would talk occasionally.  There was so much that we could relate to with each other that it was just a natural thing to want to communicate.  Because we didn’t really have to worry about accidentally stepping on each others toes or saying the wrong thing, we could joke around and laugh and we could have serious conversations too.  I started out just wanting to be a good friend to him because I knew I could relate in a way that no one else could, but I was surprised by how refreshing it was for me to talk with someone who could relate to me.  We were careful not to step over any line but were very honest with each other too and gradually…our texting increased.  Eventually, we were texting every day and that increased to sometimes going back and forth for several hours at night.  D left coffee on my doorstep a couple of times (once because he learned I was sick), we sent verses back and forth, and we prayed for one another.

And then…one night we were texting like normal and I get this text from D that said:

“Can I ask you a question?”

and I said “yes” because he had asked this before and then just asked me a silly question so I didn’t think anything of it.  He started off with a pretty innocent question:

“we’re friends right?”

to which I was like of course we are friends…we’ve been friends for a long time.  Then D says:

“Do you ever see us being more than friends?”

[long pause]…I took a deep breath and told him I didn’t know.  I said I wasn’t going to say either way because I didn’t know what God’s plan was but I trusted Him whatever He had in store.  D agreed with that 100% and then asked if maybe sometime we could happen to be at the same place at the same time so we could talk face to face.  Now, you have to understand, until this point I really had been clueless that he was thinking this way at all and the last thing I had wanted to do was lead him on, so I made up something clever to dodge answering any further questions by telling him that I had a rule that I didn’t make decisions after midnight…which it was after midnight so that worked out well for me 🙂  He let me get away with that and we quite texting for the night…but my brain was starting to spin a little.  What on earth was God doing here?

…………………………………………………………

To be continued…