When the doorbell rang, I was too nervous to get up!
Match #: 299&300
When the doorbell rang I was too nervous to get up. I was staying at my best friend’s house in Toronto, and that’s where Shmuel picked me up. When the doorbell rang, she frantically started nudging me and saying, “Get up, he’s here.” I was too nervous to stand, and surely too nervous to look him in the eyes.
This was the moment I had been waiting for nearly a month, and now I froze.
Since messaging me on JWed, Shmuel and I had emailed and sent pictures everyday for nearly a month. He had driven 10 hours from New York to Toronto to meet me, and I couldn’t even look him in the eyes.
Somehow I managed to walk over to him and, while staring at his shoes, exit the house. After about 5 minutes in the car I went from the most nervous I’d ever been to the most comfortable I’d ever been. We immediately started laughing and joking around. Once we got to the hotel lobby, the conversation turned a bit more serious, and we began to talk about our families and how we became religious.
The time flew faster for me then when I was a child at Disneyland. When he dropped me back at my friend’s house, he winked and said, “So…want to go out again?” We both knew the answer.
We decided to go out the next day, as we were both only in town a few more days. That was the longest night ever. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding, and I surely wasn’t going to get any sleep. I had never been that happy before, and interestingly, that comfortable. I felt like Shmuel and I were old friends, yet with the spark of something brand new.
So the next morning came…and I stood by the window waiting for him to pick me up. We took a ferry to Centre Island amusement park. He already felt comfortable enough to rock the gondola and tease me about falling off. After going on a few rides, we walked across the bridge into a beautiful open meadow with flocks of birds encircling and then landing as if in a dance. We sat down on a bench and began to talk more. Again the conversation grew serious. Shmuel asked me what type of school I would want to send my children to….(now we talk about which school we want to send our children to).
Chinuch was one of many “life” conversations Shmuel and I had in that park.
When he pulled up in front of my friend’s house to take me home, the question was not, “Do you want to go out again,” but, “What time should I pick you up tomorrow?”
The nights felt like they kept getting longer until he’d come pick me up again.
After a few days, we both had to leave. I had to fly back to California and Shmuel had to drive 10 hours back to New York. As soon as we both got back we planned my next trip to visit him in New York.
Sarah and Shmuel, JWed Couple#150, were married on the 14 Tevet 5765, December 26, 2004.
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