Oh, God, I'm not ready for this.
I haven't dated in a while. What was I thinking? Could I possibly have thought this would be easy? Absolutely not. I'm horrible at this kind of stuff, horrible...
His name was True. I've seen a few pictures of him from the dating site, and we had talked for a little while--
But this was the real world, I was going to completely screw up. I just know it.
And as per usual, I'm the only one in the world that feels like their insides are about to burst. Look at him! He's so calm, so... in the game.
I was so shy.... so...not in the game.
We exchanged generic formalities...
(Oh, I can't believe we're finally getting to meet, isn't this wonderful?)
We were going to a small bistro in downtown Riverview, which was really a very formal place to be in a small town. As we drove, I whirred through all the possible things that could/would happen, some good, mostly bad. I wasn't very good at being perfect.
But the date went fine. The date went perfect. And I happened to really like True. He was really nice and sweet, and I wouldn't mind seeing him again sometime.
Wouldn't mind that at all, in fact. I mean, look at that face! It's so sweet, ahh.
But nothing could prepare me for what I was about to face once I got back home. Nothing.
Oh my. Squeeee!!
Saturday, March 26th, 2011. This day, this day was the happiest day of my life.
Happier than when I first met Darian.
Happier than when I discovered Darian was in Riverview
Even happier than the birth of my girls.
And why you ask? Because today, Saturday, March 26th, 2011--
--was the beginning of forever.
The beginning of my family.
I told Mom I'd be okay. I told her I never thought she had failed on me. Never. And I wouldn't fail her.
And I wouldn't want to be with anybody else.
I love you.