When I think of dating, the first word that comes to mind is… “COMPLICATED!” I’m not sure if you can relate, but over the years I’ve had little to no success in achieving my “Happily Ever After with Prince Charming!” I’ve “dated” (and I use that term very loosely) some interesting guys over the years and I’d say only 1% of them are still around.
Which brings me to why I’m starting this blog. Of course, I want to share my journey in dating, but I also want to publicly share with the single women in this world that I, too, feel your pain!! My philosophy is: Never settle and ride the wave! That is exactly what I’m doing, not settling as I ride the wave of fairytale love to my true prince. So it only makes it appropriate to start with my 1%, a.k.a. the only guy who’s somewhat still in the picture. You’ll see our story unfold quite a bit throughout this series!
(For confidentiality, all names are fictional.)
I can always remember this day as if it were yesterday. I had just graduated college and decided to attend a party to “go out with a bang.” It was that night I met the man, who almost 10 years later still makes me smile, Mr. James. I still laugh at how smooth he tried to be when he sat next to me, but I guess it worked.
I remember spotting him dancing and thinking to myself, “Oh this one is crazy!” He and his friends were being pretty loud and obnoxious, while on the dance floor. About halfway into the evening I decided to sit down and relax a little. Not too long after my sitting, Mr. James quietly sat next to me, casually starting a conversation between us. A conversation that lasted the rest of the night, and anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE a great conversation!
We talked about it all, childhood, interests, hobbies, sports, careers, the future, etc… To my surprise, he and I were from the same state and grew up an hour away from each other. We also agreed that Celine Dion was one of the greatest vocalists of our time (next to Whitney of course). It was as if destiny had brought us together! Destiny and purpose!
It started getting late so I decided to head home and I almost left the party without getting his number. And as you guessed, Mr. James was on it! He met me at the front door and asked me for my number, then he hugged me goodnight. I wasn’t expecting him to text me for a few days, so it was to my complete surprise when he sent me a message the very next day. He initiated our first date and came to see me within that first week of meeting, and the rest is history.
That particular summer was special and magical in many ways. I was starting a new job (putting my degree to use right away) and I was dating the most down to earth, kind hearted and fun guy. Not to mention, my family and friends absolutely loved him (they still do). He and I did so much together that summer! We went to the beach, we went salsa dancing, we went bowling, horseback riding, laser tag, and more that I didn’t want it to end. But as they say, “All good things must come to an end.”
In the midst of me growing closer to Mr. James, about a few months in I received some tragic news from my family. Instead of me sharing it with Mr. James right away, I decided to hold it in and not process the mixture of emotions. He could sense that something was off, and he never pushed me to open up. He was so gentle with me as he delicately cared for my heart. (I still tear up thinking about it.) Me, on the other hand, I was starting to become cold and distant because I was so afraid of letting him in. Thus, I pushed him away. Then one day, we both agreed to be friends, only! I remember feeling crushed inside because I knew that Mr. James would be the one that got away.
To be continued…
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