this. this is my so good i'm afraid.
it's still really new so i probably shouldn't even be talking about it yet but i've decided that risk is a necessary part of this process. i can't keep from leaping because i'm afraid of landing face first on the concrete. plus, he's most definitely something to write home about.
i've dated a few people since january when frank left but no body that i could see any sort of future with. no one that made me want to make a public announcement "HEY, LOOK! ISN'T THIS GREAT!"
it started as play dates. he's a (damn good) single dad and i'm a (damn good) single mom so we went to this park and let the babies play and caught up on the past seven years of our lives that we hadn't seen or talked to each other. you see, we knew each other in 9th grade and he crushed on me and i crushed on him and he even wrote me a note that got lost over the years, but 9th graders know nothing and life had to run its course, so here we are.
isn't life funny? or weird? or something? it's definitely something.
so he has an 18 month old son and i have a 15 month old son and they've made fast friends. it's really funny because i had decided that i wouldn't date anyone that had a child. i vividly remember a phone conversation i had with my best friend just one week before eric fell into my life, i was saying that cooper is enough of a responsibility, our schedules would be too crazy if i dated someone that also had a kid, they would have a harder time taking to cooper, etc. boy was i wrong. i wouldn't change a thing. someone that gets the whole parenting thing, it's the bees knees.
i'm hopeful and excited but mostly, i'm happy. i feel like this is where i belong, right here in this little crazy life. aren't unexpected things just the best?