Looking for Love
It has been 82 days since I was released from a moribund relationship. Unlike previous breakups, I didn't feel that the Earth stood still on this fateful day. My spirit soared as the day I came out to my parents twelve years ago. A huge weight suddenly vanished into thin air. Happiness filled my soul.
I am certifying myself as ready to date. It's been tough, but I can emphatically state that I have made it past the crazy stage. My house is now as clean as it used to be. I have even made it past the insanity of simultaneously belonging to three tennis leagues.
On Friday, I have a date with a blue eyed Cajun boy. He is only a tad bit younger than I am. He has a respectable job and a sweet Mama's boy personality. We'll begin the courtship with dinner and a movie. Wish me luck!