Missed me?

Wow, I’ve been quiet, huh? Did you miss me? Did ya? Did ya?? I guess that means I’ve been busy or happy or both. In this case, I think both apply. A lot to do…really too much, so that I’ve been super busy. This keeps me from thinking too much about all the injustice and the world and keeps my rants to a minimum. And then there’s the new man in my life. Yeah, he’s a man. I’m actually dating someone older than myself, so he qualifies as a man. But, it’s more so his behavior that puts him in that category. No games so far. He’s just pretty much a straightforward, honest bloke who makes me laugh AND makes me feel special.

Of course, I can’t stop worrying about every little thing. I’m sure there has got to be something MAJOR wrong with him. My life has been a train wreck either in process or just waiting to happen for the last couple of years. Can the tides really turn for me? I just can’t believe that God has said, “Hey, you’re finally getting a clue. Let me throw you a bone. How about a nice man who makes you feel all sorts of tingly inside.”

No! The cynic in me believes I am still this lumpy piece of clay that is no where near the shape I’m supposed to be. God is still “working with me” and it is just a matter of time before the rug gets pulled out from under me and I land crying on floor. The good news in that scenario is I still have faith in my amigas to be there and pick me up. But, I really wish I could just believe things are going well, that the man is as genuine and as sweet as he seems, that my girls will love him and he them, and finally the road will smooth out for me.

Can it be possible? I don’t dare begin to hope.