Monday night. Called her yesterday and talked and laughed as usual for about a half hour. Wish me luck DBer's! I promise I will have nothing but laughs and positive vibes. I DON'T need a mother or a therapist. Had one of each before.
Talking and laughing is a good thing. Having no expectations or intentions is even better!
As a dating coach once intoned... Leave discussing the divorce out of it for at least 3 dates.. let them get to know you, don't have the ghost of your ex taking up space.
*hugs*
Let me know if you need cheerleaders. Donna and I could find some pompoms!
Thanks, Ladies. I KNOW what her XH did to her. She handled it with such grace under fire. We were friends because both of our daughters swan on the same team years ago, and I always found her attractive.
I told you all this weird surrealistic story about her. As I inched closed to Iraq in early 2007, I had a lot of mental cathartic experiences, especially because about 25 Soldiers per week were dying there at that time.
I knew I was heading into a BAD place (at my own request), but REALLY started reflecting. I thought about this woman often, and how smart, pretty, funny AND irreverent she was. (Look at my posting history. Do you see any cynicism or irreverence?), and how her husband just dumped her and her two girls for another woman that he married.
I knew she had moved her girls and her about 20 minutes east of me, and thought how would I ever make a connection with her. How skecthy would it be to call her......Could NEVER do it.
Well, low and behold, I return to a gym where I live on a Wednesday afternoon about a month ago. As I sat on a machine that I had never used before, I look up, and there she was! She said "FLTC, I read all about you in the papers. You're home!" What are the odds? She told me she had decided to move back to our old town.
I saw her twice after that, and I (at least I) could feel some palpable electricity in the air. Last time I left her and said "I'll see you again, OK?" She just replied "Yeah", and just looked at me as I walked away.
Last week, I KNEW I would not let the opportunity pass me by again, asked her out, and she replied "I'd like that". In the summe rof 2007 I had a super life-changing experience at Ft. Bragg, NC a week away from shipping to Iraq. I'll relate that awful experience in a later post. Weird stuff.
Oh well, some wine, good food, laughs, and hopefully a goodnight kiss (Haven't had one of those since the Clinton administration) Stay tuned.
