lovey dovey material, proceed with caution

It’s been over two months since I’ve written. What have I been doing? Living life & falling in love. 2011 was an amazing year. I started the year by finally embracing my birthday and I feel like that started a great little habit. I paired that with a “I’m not going to care” attitude – not about the people I love, but about the little things. I was going to be “selfish” and do what I wanted to do and not care what other people thought of said things. I had a blast. I saw over 30 shows, vacationed to new & old cities of the U.S., spent quality time with friends & family and finally after 32 years, really let my guard down.

I’ve had a handful of friends tell me in the past month that they want to have a year like I had last year. That is one of the biggest compliments I can get because it was just because I decided to just live. And I feel like that attitude finally brought someone into my life who’s made me feel things I’ve never felt, do things I’ve never done, say things I’ve never said and believe in things I’ve never believed. If you were to tell me a year ago that I’d be this open about the man I fell in love with, I would’ve bet the farm. All those things you hear about love, whether you believe it or not, you just can’t understand it until you find that person who gives it its real definition. I love our story. I have to believe that fate played a little part in bringing us together. We worked in the same building for years. We knew each other existed and we both noticed each other. A random night out brought us to the same bar and that night we learned each other’s names. A few months later fate made its second play and on my very last day of work when I wasn’t even supposed to be having lunch a the water garden, we ran into each other at the lunch spot we both frequented. Information was exchanged and that’s when social media made its little contribution. For 6 months the only things we knew of each other was what was posted on our Facebook profiles. It kept us curious, but that was it. That curiosity would compel him to invite me to parties and it was that curiosity that made me finally go to one of them… but it was his going away party. He was moving to Chicago. I went, I bought him a drink, we talked for a little bit and parted ways. A few comments and “likes” over the course of 5 months gave me the go ahead to ask if he was going to the music festival that I was going to in Chicago. Labor Day Weekend, we met up, hung out and before I knew it I was falling for him.

After years of being in unemotional relationships, casually dating – if I can even use that strong of a word – I got to the point where I was fine being alone. I have amazing friends and a loving family. I could do what I wanted and didn’t have to answer to anyone. Why did I need a guy? That’s the thing I learned – I didn’t “need” one. What he ended up being though was my perfect. He makes me want to be a better person. He accepts me for me. He supports me. He makes me laugh. He inspires me. He holds my hand and makes me feel like no one else exists in the world. He’s everything I never knew I wanted and even more. We don’t know what the future holds, but I can honestly say I’ve never been so happy and am excited for 2012.

 

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