I have just had a unique experience. I'm out there dating and meeting new men. Some have been better than others, but for the most part, they haven't really gone anywhere. I know I have high expectations, but I refuse to lower them. I did that for too long. So, there are times when I get extremely disappointed in the male species.
Recently though, I met a man who seems to be pretty awesome. He seems to be up front and honest and not play games. There are times that he doesn't pay me enough attention (read--I like attention!), but he is consistent in texting and calling fairly regularly.
He is a manly man--tall, big, strong, owns his own home, clean, organized, works a lot, rides dirt bikes, owns horses, the whole nine yards. I went to his house the first time we met and he came to mine the other night. We spent a great evening together and I even cooked dinner for him. Then we watched the Lakers game and he didn't yell and coach--it was fantastic.
So after all this, I didn't hear from him much on the weekend and I was kind of bummed out. I was thinking I read him wrong and set myself up for disappointment again. So, imagine my surprise when I got home from work yesterday and had a thank you card in my mailbox from him. I mean, who does that? An amazing man, that's who.
So . . . I'm trying to wrap my head around this and accept him at face value. He's actually making it kind of easy. Now, I just have to get past the cynical instinct, the past that has colored how I see the future, and just be present in the moment.
Until next time, much love and peace.