The beginning of our relationship and a light in my life for a while. I talked about this in my 2018 post, but the beginning of 2018 (and really into the middle of the year) was rough for me. I talked about our Not So Meet Cute. Now I am going to tell you about how this new relationship was always something I could count on to be good. It was something that made the hard times just a little better.
The evening after our third date I had a complete breakdown while I was on the phone with my mom. Everything negative in my life seemed to come crashing down around me like little parachutes. It was one after the other after the other and I felt like I just couldn’t handle it. I should also say that this is completely out of character for me. I am usually strong and always put others needs and wants before myself. But that day I just couldn’t do it anymore. I needed to be selfish. I needed to gush about everything I was feeling and experiencing.
The one thing I kept thinking about throughout my conversation with my mom is that there was this new shinning light in my life. That little shinning light helped me realize something; a lot of the things that were causing me stress were things that could change and evolve over time. I told myself I would give it six month. Six months to see if things would get better.
After all, it was my favorite time of the year (Christmas), made just a bit better by this sweet new man in my life even though other things were in a weird place for me. He probably still doesn’t understand how instrumental he was in helping my life in Seattle go from a place I was living to a place I could call home. Celebrating our first Christmas together was a huge part of that.
A couple of days after I got back to Seattle from visiting family for the holidays, Riley and I celebrated our own little Christmas. Complete with yummy Italian food, a decorated mini-tree and a fire in the fireplace, it was our perfect little Christmas. We got to opening gifts for each other and I knew I loved him. Not because the gift was extravagant or over the top, but because it was the most perfect and thoughtful gift I had ever received; he had gotten me a stocking filled with all of my favorite things. It showed me he had listened to me and all of the little comments I had made or stories I had told. It wasn’t about the things, it was about the thought and careful preparation that went into it. The fact that he had listened to me and took in all of the random comments I had made. From that minute, I knew I loved him.
Until next time, friends… CMB