“You know when you know.”
My mom told me that once when I asked her how you can tell if the guy you are dating is “the one”. At the time, I was a foolish, lovesick 19-year-old, smitten by just one in what would end up being a very long line of “Mr. Rights” (Mr. Right Now, perhaps?). Those days I was self-absorbed and clueless, with my head in the clouds, enamored more by the idea of falling in love than in actually loving someone other than myself. I had no clue what it meant to truly give your heart to someone, nor did I fully grasp my own self-worth and what I deserved in return.
Now here I am, 50-ish, divorced, with a long, rocky road of past relationships behind me. There is no “special guy” in my sites right now, nor am I looking for one. Am I giving up on men? Far from it. Men intrigue me. I raised two of my own. I work with all men. Some of my best friends are men! I love everything about them, love spending time with them, love meeting new men and learning what makes them tick. I just love men! But I am just not in a spot right now where I feel like I want to actively search for someone just for the sake of entering into a relationship. Maybe that sounds jaded…I really am trying not to be. But I have been through the mill, have had my share of heartbreaks. I’ve been with some amazing guys who I spent years and years with, only to find out they were liars and cheaters after investing all of my time – and my heart. That kind of investment you don’t get a return on, sadly. So, needless to say, I am holding on tightly to my “bank account” these days.
My mom still holds out hope that someday I will find “the one”. Her dream is for me to meet a nice Jewish doctor (we aren’t Jewish, so don’t ask me why she wants this for me, but it’s her dream, so like a good daughter, I don’t question). I’d be just as content curling up with a good book and a box of Double Stuff Oreos.
You know when you know!
Peace, Love and Oreos!!!! ❤
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