The divorce is final and I’ve re-entered the world of dating. Yikes. But the transition has been nearly painless as the guy I’m seeing is awesome. We’re reaching the point that most people begin thinking about the, “Where is this going?” conversation. We haven’t had to have that conversation. It was an instant connection. . .and it helps that I went to high school with him so I already knew him, kinda.
Anyway, he’s been great. It’s been truly different than anything I’ve ever experienced. He is honest, forthright, kind and has gone completely out of his way to court me. That is something I have never experienced. I feel adored which is nice because most guys just want you to be flattered that they asked for your number. Give me a break. I don’t want someone whose ego is bigger than their heart. I’ve had enough of that, thank you very much. But the other day, he and I had our first real disagreement. The reasons are moot but I do want to say that it was kind of a shock. I’m not used to the quiet discussion when feelings are hurt, more the loud outrage that is accompanied by the throwing of innocent inanimate objects and destruction of property, so this was new, and honestly, a welcome change.
The issue has been resolved but ultimately, as much as I am still the smitten kitten, it left me with this thought: Dang it! He’s human. A real Prince Charming must not exist. . .but on the other hand, I am no Cinderella, either. Even on my best day, I could never live up to the standard that I place on myself so why would I expect the same from anyone else? In a world that is so cynical and quick to dismiss anything less than an idealized version of perfection, I have to say, I’m still happy with my prince who has a slightly tilted crown. I just hope he’s as happy with a Cinderella who can’t get the birds to chirp just so. . .or sew a dress for that matter!
1 comment:
Wow, that was deep.
So true. I liked that one.
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