The dating game

I’ve dusted of my shoes, put on cute outfits and have stepped back into the dating world. It’s weird going on dates when you are a divorcee. Some men assume you are looking for a quick way into marriage and single dads flock to you. I vowed never again to put a child through divorce. It was hard on Nylan and mostly it’s hard to walk away from a child you may never get to see again. I am not ruling single dads out, I am sure you are all great, it’s just I can’t do it again, the pain was to hard to bare.

I’ve met some great guys over the past couple of months, some are best left as friends and others fall to the wind. I’ve had dates filled with great conversations and others filled with awkward moments of silence. I just keep reminding myself roll the dice and move your thimble on the board. If it doesn’t turn out, you can always go back to start and roll again and again until you find go.

I was pleasantly surprised recently. I committed a girlfriend no no. But since I am not on speaking terms with this girl I thought what the hell i’ll go for it. I had to remind myself to not form an opinion based on what she had told me prior. I did this once before and my assumption was so far off, it wasn’t funny. Anyways I informed said date about this 9 degrees of separation. He said she wasn’t memorable, with that out of the way we met up for drinks that evening. I tell you some days Minneapolis is to small. I was pleasantly surprised, he wasn’t at all like she had described, he was very polite and darn right fantastic. Finally some one who is more deaf than me!

I don’t know where this is going, but I am going to keep moving my thimble across the board and play this game out. If it ends, it ends. At least I enjoyed the journey, picked up my thimble and went back to start.

Independence Day…….

Today is July 4th, today is the day I am moving all of my stuff out of my suburban home and taking it to the city. Today I am taking my independence back. This is my first holiday alone, my first one as a singleton in five years. I won’t get to see the joy on Nylans facenas he watches the fire works explode in the sky or his excitement when they are shot off in his driveway. There be no BBQ this year, there will be no hand holding or dogs cowering I fear as the loudest boom rolls across the sky.
It’s a day filled with tears and joy, a day I will remember. As my friends gather at the red house to help me put my life In boxes, dry my tears, and help me sort though the memories of the pastmfive years. I am only taking Freckles with me, leaving Mystra and Hazel to help Scott cope with the fact that he realized his wrongs a little to late as he watches the best thing that ever happened to him walk out that door one last time.
Today I am taking my indendance back! Divorce isn’t an end, it’s a beautiful begining!