Our Story: First Kiss.

This post is the fifth edition of the Brock and SarahLynn Courtship Story. If you missed the first installment you can read it here, second here. the third here and fourth here.
 
Before I begin, I want you to know this chapter of our story has been hard for me to write because I didn't want emasculate my dear husband. But I didn't feel like I should over flourish the details and not tell how it really happened. After talking to Brock about it he said, "Well you have to tell it like it happened and you can't expect the first kiss to be perfect. But at least we got better from there." So here is the truth the best as I can remember it. 

A couple of weeks after Brock and I held hands (were official) was Thanksgiving. Brock invited me home with him but even though I cared for him deeply I missed my family and I was scared of meeting "the family" before I had even kissed him. I declined and we said goodbye for a few days. I remember how much I missed him and how excited I was to get back to Rexburg and set up my Christmas decorations.
Right before I left to my house for Thanksgiving my friend Kristen stopped by and she said that she had ran into Brock and he had talked to her about kissing me. He asked her if he should ask or not. Luckily Kristen knew the answer to this question since we had talked in great detail about how I think getting permission to give a kiss is a mark of a true gentleman (I know this might seem awkward to some and unromantic, but I personally think it is way less awkward than when a guy kisses a girl when she didn't want to be kissed).

Left to Right: Kristen, Me, Brock and Lindsey doing an awkward family pose. This was totally Kristen's idea but one of my favorite things about this girl is her crazy, fun, sporadic sense of humor. 

Ever since I was a little girl the glow of Christmas lights off of greenery always made my heart race and feel the magic of the season. I felt like the relationship Brock and I were developing was giving me a similar glow and magic but at an intensity I had never felt before. I was 100 percent twitter-patted.

This was me trying to get the lights unknotted before putting them on the tree.

Growing up my family usually started listening to Christmas music and putting up decorations the Sunday after Thanksgiving. And in those Sunday festivities we would watch "Nora's Christmas Gift". The Sunday after Thanksgiving Brock and I got together and put up my Christmas Tree and decorations, then watched "Nora's Christmas Gift". When it ended there was 30 minutes left until curfew. We sat there whispering and giggling. It was perfect. Our RA knocked on the front door and said that Brock would have to leave because it was 15 minutes before curfew. The romantic energy of the evening suddenly changed to long slow awkward time, because we both knew what we wanted to happen but we were both scared about how it would happen.

We were cuddling and I knew I wanted him to kiss me but I was scared because I had never kissed a boy before. Then he softly whispered in my ear, "Can I kiss you?" (Back-story on this I wanted to be asked., because I had a guy try to kiss me once that I didn't know that he was trying to and it was weird. Because I wasn't ready for that step and he was. But luckily because I didn't know what was happening I moved my face away and he got my cheek instead) Shaking like a leaf I squeaked out a simple, "Yes." Now that kiss wouldn't have been voted best kiss of the century, year or even of that day, but it was perfect to me because it was my first kiss. And I got to have my first kiss with a guy that I loved.

I would like to say after the awkward first kiss that I suddenly got comfortable with kissing but the truth of the matter is probably for the first 2 weeks after that first kiss when Brock would try and kiss me I would just start giggling and turn bright red because I was embarrassed. But luckily Brock stuck with me through it.

This picture is from my roommate's (at the time) birthday party. This was probably a week after our first kiss.

At this point the semester was ending and we were both preparing for Christmas break at home. We knew we didn't want to wait 3 1/2 weeks to see each other so we made plans that we would get together right after Christmas. Right before I took off for Carey Brock gave me my Christmas present (The Book of Mormon Movie I think) with a card. In the card he wrote:
SarahLynn, 
I hope that Christmas is good for you this year. I can't wait to be able to see you over the break. We will have a lot of fun. I am so glad that I have gotten to know you. Sharing our first kiss was awesome. I enjoy being with you. Well I will stop being long winded. I just hope your trip back home is good and safe.
-from your boyfriend <---(that's funny sounding)
Brock

After we said goodbye and headed home for the holidays we both looked forward to the time we would spend together, but I guess that is another story....