So there’s this thing I’ve been tying myself in knots inside over. Okay, let’s be honest, several things … but that’s nothing new. This however is a good one! A happy one. I’ve been uncertain about how much to say here, how much to reveal and when. That’s the idea that was getting turned over and twisted up and tied into knots until nearly unrecognizable in my head. So when I finally got tired of listening to the somewhat less-than-rational internal discussion going on in one remote corner of my brain, I opened my mouth and said something along the lines of, “Sooooo … about my blog … is it okay if I talk about you?” Knots and twists unraveled, like magic. Hopefully I’ll learn from that experience. So, here’s the result. I can post about this.
I’m sure you’ve noticed a few of my happiness posts include things like … ohhh… a sunset walk along the seawall, and a moonlit walk on the beach? Time spent with someone who makes me happy? A beautiful bouquet of sunflowers and lilies? That sort of thing?
Yes. I’m seeing someone. Someone who I think is really quite amazing and wonderful.
He makes me smile, and laugh, and I feel good when I’m with him. Or even just when I think about him. I feel comfortable around him. He emails me in the middle of the day, and I’m grinning from ear to ear for the rest of the day. I’m … thrilled. And excited. And happy.
Oh, he reads this blog. And still wants to be with me. I’ve known this for a while, and it’s still incredible.
I can’t wait to see him again. I like him… a lot.
I’m pretty confident he feels the same.
His name is Leif.