Our Weekly Date Night
Dear Grant,
These last 4 years since you died, have been really tough on me. Because of that, I’ve been really angry at you, mostly for leaving me here, alone and to take care of things. It’s left me feeling betrayed and abandoned by you. So I’ve pushed you away. Please forgive me.
I want to remember the good times. It’s what I need now to finish healing my heart. I want to heal my heart. I loved you, and because I still do, I want to remember the beautiful things of our life. I want it for you and for me.
So this is for you Honey. My all time favorite was our date night every week, Tuesday night 4 pm till 9 pm. Just you and me (unless we had a nursing baby). We started an intentional weekly date night in 2014.
It was completely our time. No cell phones, no distractions, just our time to connect, rejuvenate and be us again where we had started together. What we created with it was time to remember WHY we fell in love. And we got to recreate that every week.
That time truly rejuvenated me. I loved and appreciated doing that back then, and I appreciate it even more now. It renewed our relationship from daily tasks to being us again. It carried us through every week day with more happiness and fulfillment in each other.
I love so much how it was a time I could rely on, to have you all to myself. It was a time where we had the space to talk through things that needed to be addressed. You listened so deeply. I listened so deeply.
We laughed and cried and sometimes got salty with each other, but we kept talking through it and always kissed at the end. Thank you for being the man of my dreams in this life. You were the best husband a girl could ask for.
In those last 5 years of our life together, we went on over 200 dates. I don’t regret one single night we went out. I think I would regret every single time I put it off for later though. If I had said, “Oh, I’m so busy, let’s do it next week,” one too many times; I would have missed a beautiful moment forever.
I will now never have a chance to make up for every one of those. Cause there came a time when there wasn’t a next week any more. When that time came, all the dates we had were all the dates we’d ever have. That was our reflection of how well we prioritized one another when we had the time.