I mentioned previously the widows conference my dad was invited to speak at, and his apprehension.I don’t know if it was my urging, or if he figured he’d do it in the back of his mind anyway, but he entertained the idea.It’s the pre-qual to this post, so READ IT if you haven’t!As a refresher, here is a quick timeline: I left that last post with a cliffhanger, and I got several texts from friends needing to know more NOW!There is much to consider besides finding a good match.For my dad, so much of his decision relied heavily on the support of us kids…almost to a fault.She formed a circle of friendship with women who understood her grief, and they were able to lean on each other.When my dad first told me about Stephanie, he was a bit apprehensive.
Before that, I had encouraged him to go out on a date, just wanted to let him know that I was up for the idea.
He got season tickets to BYU football games alone (and even stormed the field after a game–alone), went to concerts alone, he didn’t mind it.
He really wasn’t “looking” for companionship, he was content.
So it surprised me when he was seemingly nervous to tell me about his meeting her.
They hadn’t even gone on much of a “real date” when he told me about her, but he had feelings, I could tell, and I think that’s what made him nervous.