Understatement of the day. Life is full of curveballs. I’ve had my share. There are days I feels like I’ve had more than my share. Hey, everyone is allowed those self-pity moments. You start running a laundry list in your brain of everything in your life that didn’t work out the way it should have. (I won’t bore you with the details!) Then you mentally bitch-slap yourself, put on your big girl panties and look for the good stuff.
Of which there’s plenty in my life. And I’d like to think,
for the most part, I’m pretty optimistic vs. pessimistic. However, I could be
deluding myself! If anyone has some insight about this, please share. As for
the positive … I’ve got two great kids whom I adore, great friends and a
supportive family. Oh, and in this day and age in the state of Michigan I can’t
forget to list that I have a decent home (with actual equity) and a job that I
love. Well, like a whole lot if I’m going to be honest here!
And, I can’t forget to add that I’ve been dating a great guy
for the past few months. For those of you that have been with me along my road
of singlehood, you know that this is no small feat. He’s sweet, smart, funny
and treats me really well. We’re talking bringing me roses, asking me how my
day was kind of treatment. It’s funny, you don’t realize how crappy other guys
have treated you until you get one that treats you well. To make it all even better, we seem to have this really amazing connection with each other that always seems to take me by surprise.
But there always seems to be a catch, doesn’t there? No, he’s
not a cross-dresser. But he is in the middle of a divorce. And most of you
already know that there’s no such thing as a neat and tidy divorce. It’s like watching
your kids go through something you went through as a kid and you just want to
save them from what’s about to happen to them but are powerless to do so. Part
of me keeps wondering what this all would have been like if I’d met him a year
later. But I’m so thankful I’ve met him now, at least as where I am in my life
now. Things are complicated when it comes to his end of things, naturally.
I just want to be able to be with him. Sounds simple, but it
isn’t! It’s not so easy juggling the lives of two “single” parents with young
kids. Two parents that put their kids before everything. This translates into
not a whole lot of time together. And for a growing relationship, this really
sucks. Eloquently put, I realize. All I can do is enjoy what we do have
together and hope that this curveball eventually changes direction.
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