Throughout our lives, we experience love is different ways. Love for you family, for your friends, and for hobbies and jobs. First crush, first love, first real relationship. There's so many different kinds of love, I don't really think it fair to put one above the others. I don't love my family more than my best friend, my chosen sister, and my rock. I don't love her more than my current boyfriend. All three of those relationships are different and unique in their own way.
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The seconds past by slowly as I waited. I did not know who or what I was waiting for. Two days ago, I received a letter in the mail that said: If you want your life to change or just want an adventure show up at Café Rosa for 12 pm in two days time. At first, I was freaked out. The letter was handwritten, addressed specifically to me, and there was no return address. I was afraid that I was being set up by someone. However, being a bachelor can get boring, so I was ready for an adventure.
From the moment she opened her eyes, she knew it would be one of those days. One of those days that had become more frequent than in days past. One of those days where her only desired destination was her bed. One of those days when she would have to put on the biggest smile to mask the drainage that was oozing from the wounds of her soul. She couldn’t pinpoint a specific reason as to why she felt like shit this morning, she just knew that she did. As she rolled over convincing herself of reasons as to why she should call out of work, she quickly remembered the primary reason as to why calling out of work wasn’t an option. The idea of homelessness always scared her and outweighed any other reason that she could think of to stay home. If she didn’t work, she wouldn’t have money, if she didn’t have money she couldn’t pay her bills, so as tempting as the thought of pulling the cover over her head and sulking for the entire day was, the thought of living on the streets was a good deterrent.
This is the story of how and when I met you. A bit of backstory first and foremost, I wasn’t supposed to have met you. The one thing you weren't supposed to do was sweep me off my feet and all that jazz but what did you do? Just that.
I literally came home to this gorgeous beautiful bouquet of colorful flowers the Friday before Mother’s Day!! Wow! Totally unexpected and for the first time in my life, a man that I am intimately involved with successfully surprised me! Did I mention that earlier in the week, I slept through our lunch date and he had ordered us a heart-shaped pizza?! And he wasn’t even upset I missed our date! He understands I have a demanding job, even more so now that we are two months into the COVID-19 pandemic, and my exhaustion finally got the best of me...I slept through the alarm that was going to lead to such a romantic night. Well clearly I suck and well clearly, he’s a keeper!
In your 20s you spend a lot of time comforting and reassuring friends after a bad date, because they're being ghosted or when they feel they can't find anyone. Many people put too much pressure on themselves to date successfully, and to meet someone within a certain timeframe. It doesn't work that way. You can't plan your future love life and expect life to follow those guidelines. I'm sorry, but your life isn't a fairytale. Wishing for something doesn't make it happen, and you shouldn't expect it to.
This is a story about my life and relationships and why they don’t mix. I’ve grown up to think that everything is all sunshine and rainbows and yatta yatta yatta happily ever after but when I get old enough to date which was 16 years old I’ve had my share of failed and worthless relationships. I’ve had one relationship junior year in high school guy was all crazy for me and would do anything for me, I fell for the hype of his dedication but come to find out he was an abusive and controlling person. He would tell me who I can and can’t hang out with, where I could go, who I can talk to, he put me down mentally and would grab me and push me up against walls saying I’m not going anywhere until he gets what he wants. That was over not as quick as I would’ve liked but definitely have been terrified to find someone who loved me and would not treat me like that.
One of the biggest questions single parents have when it comes to dating is, when do I introduce the kids to my new partner? It’s not an easy question to answer, and everyone will have a different opinion.