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Honey, there is nothing like being in a relationship with a man with no drama, and no unnecessary tension. Where there is open communication (both positive and negative), and both parties are open to change and growth. Where there is understanding. Maturity. Love.
And it sure doesn’t hurt if your man is fine, too!
Gosh, if I could bottle up everything I know about what a good relationship should feel like and force some folks to drink it, I would. When I was younger, before I was a mom, I remember just a pining away over some guys who I had no business trusting with my heart. At the time, though, it seemed right. It felt (something) like the love that I wanted. I was never one of those women who liked to date around and have tons of guys. I just wanted one good one.
And I have one now.
Back in day, I thought that I didn’t have time to wait. With each passing day, I was getting older, and I didn’t want to end up an old maid. After I had Ayva, I was over that fear. I just wanted to be a good mom, with or without a man. It’s true what they say, though, love will find you when you least expect it. I certainly wasn’t looking for a man in the lobby of a hotel on my first ever night away from my child. Shoot, I was looking for relief for my rock hard boobs (Nursing mom. No baby. ’nuff said.). My hair looked a mess, my attitude was even more messy, but something about meeting my Terrence that night reminded me that I was a woman. Not just a mom, but a real life woman. Shoot, I fixed my hair up that night, got my outfit out and pressed it. I felt so much like a woman that night that I wrote a post about it the next day!
I didn’t know at the time that he could be the one, but I did recognize that he was different, and it made me hopeful that all men weren’t like some of the men that I had encountered. At the risk of sounding super sappy, it gave me hope, and made me consider the fact that maybe I wasn’t destined to be single forever.
And my heart slowly started opening up.
Now, we’re still many miles apart, facing the type of challenges that can be expected when you’re in a long-distance relationship, or a single mom raising a child, but I’m still hopeful. As a matter of fact, not only is my heart open, it’s full.
And this feeling was totally worth waiting for.