Props

I have to absolutely give props to the men out there who give women closure. Or those who can at least can be honest. Honestly, guys, being honest does not make you give up your man card. In fact, it pretty much gives it back if you ask me.

In my initial online dating "endeavors" (LOL), I met a guy with whom I had several phone conversations and email exchanges. I enjoyed talking with him, as did he, but the spark or chemistry just wasn't there. Sometimes it's just not, and this is not something you can conjure up with a few witty remarks and your glowing personality. Anyway, I figured out that he really wasn't that into me because his calls were becoming fewer and far between, and shorter when we actually did talk. And for me, this traditionalist, I want a guy to prove that he wants to be with me...so he's gotta take the steps to do so. And this guy wasn't. Not a problem.

So the last time he called me, I was at the grocery store. Trying to be the polite chicky that I am, I asked him if I could call him back later. He said he preferred to talk now, and proceeded to tell me why he hadn't called. Basically that he enjoyed talking with me, but that he "just wasn't feeling the chemistry." Can I say RELIEVED? I wasn't either, and I knew we would have to have this DTR (determine the relationship) convo at some point. He was very gracious and I tried to be as well. I appreciate his honesty and the fact that he had the guts to initiate this conversation.

This goes for my ex-boyfriend from high school. He emailed me a year and a half after we broke up to tell me that he had found the woman he was supposed to marry, but that I had been the best example of a lady he had ever known. *sigh* Can I even tell you how much I appreciated that? Even though it stung to hear that it was forever over, at least I had closure.

Guys...here's a tip:

GIVE US CLOSURE.

It's not that hard. I promise.

Such is Life

So here's a bit of my story. I'll try to be brief.

After 10 long years of being single, I finally met the man of my dreams (or re-met him, I should say). He was someone I knew from my hometown and growing up. His family moved away while we were still in elementary school. My sister was his classmate back then and was always curious to know what happened. So we did what any person would do...we searched for him on Facebook. To make a long story even longer, we found him...and thus began our story.

We got serious quickly...he set the pace for the relationship. I was fine with it. I had plans to relocate to be close to him and we were talking dates for a wedding. Almost four months later, I am a mess on the carpet in a puddle of tears. Unexpected dumpage (well, kinda)...he had acted strange for about a week and a half, so I can't say completely unexpected.

So here I am...left with a LOT of unanswered questions, but trying to move on all the same. Here are the stories of this life, now that I have a new perspective. You may not like it (I am a Christian, so that will color a lot of what I say on here), but this is what it is...and such is life.