Who wants to hear something kind of crazy about our date?
We went to this restaurant suggested by his BBall buddies. It’s a few towns over. So we get there and get seated next to a coworker of mine whom I love. She’s an older woman, our hospice liaison and one of the best hospice nurses I’ve ever known. So we do introductions . E mentions the town he lives in and my coworker points to her husband and says he is a high school teacher there. Well, it turns out it is his sons favorite teacher ever, so E introduces himself. He wrote the letter of recommendations for his son to get into college.
It is just too small of a world.
So, um, he told me that he called me something today when talking to his eldest son and he used a certain word. Hint: it’s not derogatory .
I’m guessing you all could guess what that word is. And I’m still processing that. And please, let me process that. I know some might say too soon, and I don’t really know, but I have to figure that out for myself. I kind of like it. But I’ve never really had anyone who was so enthusiastic about that. And enthusiastic about spending time with me and doing things with me. It’s exciting and kind of scary all at once.
There is something completely different about this, I don’t know what it is. It’s scary and I’m still processing it. I feel completely different than I ever have before with anyone else. And I can’t put my finger on it, it’s good though. But incredibly scary. I don’t know why
