It's amazing how quickly time seems to pass when you're not quite paying attention. Actually, I am paying attention but not to this blog. I think that I'm just busy living my life post-divorce. Living my life post-divorce includes taking care of my sons, working a challenging IT job, taking care of my pets, and falling in love. WHAT!?! HUH!?! Yep, somewhere along the way - it's only been about 9 months since my divorce papers were finalized by one nice, Irish judge - I managed to acquire a boyfriend. BOYfriend - that just sounds so juvenile.
It was not on purpose and I suppose that it's true that when you least expect love, it comes. So, yeah - right about the end of August, I started talking to someone I went to school with a LONG time ago, 8th grade to be exact. It started with witty banter back and forth on Facebook of all places. Witty banter became private message and periodic private message exchanges eventually became a 5 1/2 hour conversation on messenger that started on Sunday night and lasted until early Monday morning. Messages quickly became phone calls and quickly became a visit the boy on a whim. The boy lives in a different state, far, far away. The visit was supposed to be very casual; think "Hi! I haven't seen you since high school and I am running away from my responsibilities for a week, but this is nothing serious."
I knew that I was in trouble when I got on the plane to go back home and realized that I missed him. So, I did what any normal recently divorced gal does, I brushed away the feelings and went back to my normal life. But, for some reason I still had that nagging "I miss the boy" feeling and during one of our nightly phone calls - cuz the didn't stop - I heard him say, "I miss you." I hemmed and hawed for a few minutes, but eventually admitted to him that I missed him too. And, a few weeks after that exchange I found him coming to the Chicagoland area to visit me and I introduced him to my sons.
Yeaaaaah.....it's pretty serious. My sons really like him and over Christmas during his second visit here, I introduced him to my sister in-law and my niece and nephew and THEY like him. For Pete's sake - even my dog, who hates everyone, likes him. The boy has not met the parents, but I told them that I had a "special friend." Surprisingly, my mom did not react the way I thought she would. Instead of the "auh, auh, Irene be carepul (Filipino pronunciation)," I got the "Auh, OK, you know best." For now I am happy and I am living my life and I am taking care of my sons. Who knows what the future will hold.