Optimistic

I’m not saying I’m no longer single.

And I’m not saying I’m in a relationship.

But I have met someone pretty special.

I’m happy to admit that as far as appearances go, this man is NOTHING like my type.

Why am I happy?

Because my interest in him is based on who he is as an individual and not because he looks like a lumberjack.

He’s got a good job.

A family.

Lots of side interests – such as camping, travel, and technology.

He owns five and a half cars (he gave his father part ownership of his late model Corvette as a birthday present because his dad gave him partial ownership of a car when he was just 16 and he wanted to say thank you in similar fashion).

Isn’t that sweet?

Yeah, I think so.

For our first date, we went to a pizza parlor and had a conversation over a pizza piled high with sausage, banana peppers, black olives and feta cheese.

I know, interesting choice of pizza (it’s called the Golden Greek), but it’s my favorite and he was a good sport and shared it with me.

Time flew by and before we knew it, it was after eleven o’clock and we were still chatting.

And he was kind enough to pick me up in his Corvette so I got to take my first ever ride in a Corvette.

All in all, I had a great time.

And I think he did too.

So there’s reason to be optimistic.

Wedding Season

I know there’s such a thing as “wedding season.”

When all the brides and grooms decide to take advantage of the pleasant weather and throw a party to celebrate their nuptials.

I LOVE going to weddings, but sadly haven’t attended that many.

Maybe 6 or 7 in my entire lifetime.

That’s not too many considering I’m including my own.

So you can imagine I was THRILLED when I got invited to a friend’s DESTINATION wedding in Yosemite.

What could be better than visiting the sequoias, listening to a rushing river, and watching two people I care about remind me that love is a beautiful thing?

I always feel, if only for a little while, optimistic about my own love prospects.

I am reminded that yes, I actually want something more than flings in my life.

That I’d like to invest my care and concern in another human being.

It all seems so real and possible when I’m at a wedding.

Other people find it.

Why not me?