
This past Thursday, I flew down to Florida to be home with the family for Christmas. If you were wondering why I’ve been a little MIA the past couple days, that is the reason. It has been great being back home, I’ve missed everyone so much! But it has also been really hard coming back this year. This town… has so much history for me with my first boyfriend. Just driving around, memories of him start to surface. In one way these memories are nothing more then just that, memories. It is sad I’ve tried to suppress them, it is like trying to let a piece of my childhood go. However in the end I know how my life would have ended up if I had married him. I would have made due, but I would have been unhappy. Knowing that fact alone has made it easier over time to let my ex fade away.
I very hopeful and I know “one day” I will have that happiness I long for. When there isn’t one waking moment I can’t go without thinking about him, where he makes me laugh so hard I’m about to pee my pants and when I wouldn’t want to love anyone else but him. I know he is out there… I’m just waiting for him to come find me. When he does it will be perfect and he will be everything I had hoped for and more. But until that moment, I’m trying so hard to be patient.
Mr. Seattle and I have been talking quite a bit. I believe we have at least text or called almost every day since we had our second date. I’m really appreciating the friendship we are starting to build and I hope that no matter what we will never lose that. Again, I have no idea where things are headed but I’m not trying to let myself worry about it. If it is going to work out it will and if not… well it just wasn’t meant to be. I just know Mr. Seattle has made me so happy lately, I feel like I’m a kid again. I get excited when he calls, I can’t wait to hear about his day and he makes me laugh so much… I really don’t want it to end.
Contemplating what my life could be like one day I’m left a little more confused then I was before. It is never easy trying to figure these things out so I’m left to letting it just play out. It has been humbling to know that sometimes our lives are to big for us to plan out ourselves and that God has been writing long before our existence. I guess you can’t really appreciate a good book for the story if you read the ending first, right? So right now that is where I’m at… trying to be patient, waiting for the “right guy” to come along and not reading the ending of my story before it happens. One day… it will all work out and it will be everything I’ve hoped for.
