It was October 19th, 2008, and the place was a little spot in Morgantown called Bubble Sikaku. It was an Asian Tea place that sold bubble tea. Bubble Tea is a delicious drink that has small tapioca balls in the bottom of it. It comes in a variety of flavors and styles, and I believe one could spend years drinking it without exhausting the combinations. I had chosen Bubble Tea for the place where we would meet.
I had hoped to meet up the day before, go for a bike ride to Apple Annie’s, and then take a drive to Cooper’s Rock, but we couldn’t do that because of schedule conflicts—she was attending a wedding with another guy. So I waited for the meeting, and planned it for the next day.
When I was scheduling our meeting, she asked if other people could join us, and I told her that I would rather just talk to her. She asked if she was in trouble or getting fired, and I let her know that she wasn’t in trouble but that I just wanted to talk.
As she came into the space and we sat down, I started by thanking her for her friendship. We had been friends for three years, and she had become one of my most trusted friends. She and her mom came to my mother’s funeral, and I had encouraged several guys to pursue a relationship with her because she was such a catch. And recently, I had wondered if maybe I should stop encouraging other guys to date her.
I told her that we had been spending a lot of time together, and that I really enjoyed every moment of it. I didn’t believe we had crossed the line of “too much” time, but I felt like we were getting close to that line, and that if I really wanted to honor God, and honor her, I needed to talk in more detail about our relationship. I wanted to get to know her better, and I was beginning to believe that I either needed to begin to pursue a relationship with her, or back off in our quality time together significantly.
So I shared my feelings with her, and how special and treasured she was to me, and how I had no idea what the future had in store, but that I would love to find out. Maybe we would only end up being really great friends, but maybe there was something more.
She didn’t talk much. She didn’t pour her Bubble Tea out on my head either, so it didn’t go entirely badly. She told me that she was honored and flattered, and although the thought had never crossed her mind about it before, she wanted to take time and pray about it.
And so she prayed, and I waited. And after a few weeks of prayer, she let me know that YES, she would be interested in seeing what a relationship together might look like.
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