Howdy. Sara here.
The last few dates I've been on have actually had a lot in common. They've all been first dates, and I've met all of their families.
Meeting a guy's family would be a little nerve racking if I had been dating him for a while and knew that I liked him. Then the pressure is on. However, on these first date flings, I have no fear. So their family and I get along pretty well.
Inevitably, later on that week, I discover that the man with whom I had said date is completely infatuated, because "I fit in so well with their family." Woah, slow down there, partner. We should probably get to know each other a bit better before we start thinking too much ahead.
BYU dating is fast-paced. And I'm a turtle. But some old folk tale said that I will win the race, right? As long as the faster hare falls asleep and I can steal their man. Or something like that.
