How We Met

A few years back I had this crazy idea that I was going to join the Army Reserves.  I can't tell you how many times I heard, "Amy? Joining the Army? Are you sure?"  Yes, I was sure, but I really couldn't tell you why.  Apparently about the same time there was a boy named Daniel who decided to join the Idaho Army National Guard.  I'm sure his family wasn't quite ans surprised as mine was.  My MOS (the Army name for a job title) was a 68WM6, or a combat medic with a nursing identifier. His MOS was a 68W, combat medic.  Our job training sent us both to Fort Sam Houston, Texas.  On post there was a military branch for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints that we both attended. Fast Sundays meetings were usually followed by a branch dinner, mostly so we could socialize with the other soldiers in training. In October we had hamburgers, and this "Matthews kid" was behind me in line to get food.  We ended up sitting together and having a nice conversation.  In the weeks following I remember thinking, "What happened to that Matthews kid?" He didn't ever talk to me a church!
A few weeks later a few soldiers from the branch loaded in my van and we went to eat lunch at Rocco's, the post's best dinning facility. There was only one problem. We got there about an hour before it opened to start serving lunch.  So we all piled back in the van and went t the PX to burn some time.  Everyone split up and somehow "the Matthews kid" and I were left wondering the store together talking about movies and water rafting. He had mentioned putting together a rafting trip, and I thought that was a pretty fun idea!  On my way to drop everyone off I said, "Here, put your number in my phone so we can plan that rafting trip." I could tell he was kind of a shy guy, and I thought he was kinda cute, so I had to figure out some way to get his number.  Who knew how many weeks would go by before he talked to me at church again?  I didn't even know his first name was Daniel until he put it in my phone!
I spent a few weeks trying to text him, but when he sent back very few replies I figured he wasn't interested in being more than friends. Little did I know he just wasn't big on texting. One night after our Wednesday institute I was walking to my van and heard, "Amy!" I think my heart stopped when I realized it was his voice! "Do you want to go to a movie or something Saturday?"
My thoughts at the moment: "Oh my gosh! Is this Matthews kid really asking me out on a date?!" If my heart didn't stop when I heard him call my name, it definitely stopped when he asked me to go to a movie!
Of course my answer was, "Yes!"