Dear Future Boyfriend,
Normally, this wouldn’t bug me but you’re REALLY late.
Therefore I have a few things to tell you.
I’ve been busy.
Somewhere between my divorce at 30 and turning 45, I managed to cram a lot of living into my life.
I waited for you but since you didn’t show, I did it myself.
- Running with the bulls.
- Racing stock cars.
- Orgasmic meditation.
- Catered camping trips.
- Burning Man.
And so much more.
Along the way, I got an education about life, love, men and strangely enough BDSM activities.
More on that later.
I think giving me extra time has helped to improve my communication skills, my ability to connect intimately with someone else, and has overall made me a more suitable partner for someone special.
Here’s a few of the things I have learned.
- Your friends are your lifeline.
It’s the person you can call at 2 am when you find out your mom is in heart failure who you can measure the quality of your life with.
- Family is everything.
They’re always there, supporting you, pushing you on, cheering for you.
- Boyfriends aren’t all that.
It’s true. I want to love and be loved in return but I’m not dying without a relationship. Matter of fact, being single has made me a more interesting person, I think. Look at everything I’ve done to distract myself.
- Personal growth is hard. And uncomfortable.
I’ve tested my edges. Dated men who were totally inappropriate for me. Explored activities (such as BDSM) which would make a grown man blush. I can honestly say that although it’s difficult, spending time outside one’s comfort zone is where personal development really happens.
- I know myself.
I know myself and I hope to continue to get to know myself alongside you. I don’t believe in personal stagnation so if we push each other to do more, experience more, have more, then that’s a good thing in my book.
There’s not much more to say except that the instant I fell in love with you, I overlooked your tardiness.
Because the important thing is not WHEN we met, but THAT we met.