Apparently I’ve become accident-prone. While walking the dog yesterday, I slipped and fell on some ice and actually landed on my head. That has never happened to me before … usually I can brace myself with my hands or arms, but not this time. My head hit the pavement so hard I actually heard a crack. I never had a lump but my head hurt all over; what decided me on going to the emergency room was the fact that my neck felt both stiff and numb; I was also worried that I might have done further damage to my collarbone. But luckily I was fine and I didn’t even have to wait long at the hospital. I just pulled the muscles in my neck, and the doctor put me off work for the day, so I guess everything worked out for me in the end. However, my dream of returning to yoga class seems further and further away from me all the time … sigh. I keep hurting myself
On a more positive note, Valentine’s Day turned out to be great. The bf and I decided that we were not gonna see each other because he had to work, and we were expecting a snowstorm (this makes long distance relationships tricky). But on Saturday it was clear skies, so I showed up at his place after work with steaks, wine, and cheesecake 🙂 It was a win!!
It feels really weird (in a good way, of course) to finally be in a normal relationship with a great guy who treats me really well. When I think of my past, I mostly feel shame that I allowed guys to treat me like crap for so long. I accept that I was partly responsible for that because I participated and kept putting myself in those situations. After kissing so many frogs, I finally met my prince … the guy that I was convinced did not exist. Ladies, do not give up on finding Mr. Right … if I can, anybody can! And it can happen so fast. I think back to where I was this time last year … in a relationship that was also long distance, but with a guy who could never be bothered to come visit me. I always had to go see him. And yes he was a single dad but his ex-wife shared custody and his parents were always available to babysit. Over the course of our one year relationship, he only came to visit me twice! WTF is that!? This was a guy who called me the C-word when he was angry and said “I dare you to do better.” Well, guess what buddy … I DID do better. And not only did I find someone who treats me better – treats me like I’m important and I matter – but somebody who wants the same things I want in life: a marriage, a family, a life together. I can’t fault my ex for not wanting those things, but I can fault him for not being honest and stringing me along for so long.
So much can happen in a year, and I’m so grateful that I found something better, something real. And I’m glad that even with all of the crap I went through in all of my relationships, that I never gave up on the hope of finding real love.