When There Is No Question He Is THE ONE...

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!

So anyways, let’s talk about why there is literally no doubt in my mind that he is the one.

First, he is a long-time acquaintance that I’ve known for years, but this past winter we got to know each other more and build a friendship. Unexpected to say the least. So our friendship gradually built and before I knew it, I found myself wanting to know him deeper and more intimately. To say I was in absolute shock is a true understatement. Sorry honey!

Second, he puts me first (well after his kids but before him). He will do simple things like mow my jungle-of-yard and let his go, bring me coffee on his way to work, meet me for lunch dates, calls me when we both have free time (at the same time) during our work day, ensures I have what I need. He also wants what’s best for all four of my children.

Third, and this may be the biggest indicator, for me at least, as to why he is “The One”. I haven’t asked a single person their opinion of him. Or us. Let me repeat that for those who know me personally...I haven’t asked a single person their opinion of him. Or us. Well hot damn, Cari has finally grown up after 36 years!! True statement, folks! For the very first time in life, I have made a decision, not on impulse, and on my own.

You see, sadly, I am one of those people who asks every close friend of mine their thoughts on almost everything in my life, before I finally choose the best option of all the options I have just been given! Do you realize how horrible it is living that way?! Well something clicked and I finally put on my big girl pants! And I am so happy I did. Because knowing I’ve made a life-changing decision that will have an impact on my children and I for the rest of our lives, and knowing I made that decision unbiased...it’s a great feeling. So with that being said, I’ve practically walked us half-way down the aisle and he’s totally fine with that! He gets my quirkiness.

You see, we balance each other well.

He’s OCD and I’m messy. You know the type. His clothes are hung up by style and color, his socks are paired and folded perfectly in his sock drawer, his flat bills and shoes are neatly aligned, and his bachelor pad is always spotless!

I, on the other hand, would be the one to leave the clothes in the bathroom after a shower, hardly ever wear matching socks and what is a drawer?! Oh yeah, I have a pile of converse shoes tossed on the floor of my closet and yes my house is practically spotless but I cannot guarantee you won’t step on a lego or two, or see my clean laundry shoved in a basket next to the dryer.

Oh, and to him a garage is a nice and neat manly space...for me, well I can barely fit my Acura in it because it’s my storage unit - and there’s no organization to it whatsoever.

He says he is boring. I am the life of the party.

He is serious. I am silly.

He picks me up every day. Literally. He picks me up, I wrap my legs around him and we have passionate kisses...just like in the movies. He’s strong. As silly as it sounds, it really is a dream. I’ve never had a man hold me that way, let alone daily. It’s kind of our thing and it’s magical.

He speaks life and truth into me. He compliments my beauty and he supports my passions and encourages them.

We have the same hobbies and interests.

We have the same views and values.

He is wise beyond his years. Good thing I’ve maintained my youth...

I’ve been able to talk to him openly since day one. I’ve opened up to him about things I didn’t even open up to my ex-spouse about. Our communication has been unparalleled and it continues to be. I am so comfortable letting him know when I’m having insecure thoughts and I know he will be supportive. That is love y’all. And he is the true definition of it.

And if you don’t want to see information that is TMI (that’s you grandma....), stop reading here.

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As women, we are so insecure of our bodies. If you’re like me, I’m a “sex in the dark” kind of gal, you don’t want men to see your imperfections. And you won’t wear a bathing suit in public either! Well, with him, I’m comfortable and confident in my own skin. I’ve let him see me, all of me, raw and real. Stretch marks and “kangaroo pouch” from having 4 babies (one pregnancy being triplets!), add a 70 lb rapid weight loss and an unknown skin condition...that would make any woman think twice about being with a man intimately. But he looked at me, gazed in my eyes, and truly loved me...every part of me.

In conclusion, it’s simple. He has been the man to be confident in me and love me, now that I finally found confidence and love in myself. And finding that, I believe, will only happen once in a lifetime. And I am so happy I finally found my happily ever after. He’s determined, just like me, to make our life a fairytale. That kind of love is rare. That kind of love is unique.

In the meantime, I am going to go work on bringing out his inner Christian Grey. Don’t worry, he’s totally game, don’t let his innocence fool you...