so...i dated again...

It happened. I dated a crazy person. I went from “I can’t believe it’s happening to me” in the fun and exciting Kelly Clarkson sense to OH MY GOSH THIS IS HAPPENING AND I GOTTA GET OUT in the flashiest of flashes (if you get the flashiest of flashes reference, you get extra points!!). 

Continuing in our hurricane name method of dating story telling, here we go… 

I said hello to Edna after reviewing his profile on eHarmony. In his opinion, I didn’t review it thoroughly enough - I should have read and re-read his profile to remind me of important information - he took the time to do that on several occasions apparently. He told me that as he was “calling it”. I should have called it the night before when I decided I just had to get off the phone, I didn’t care if it was officially over yet or not, though I was fully aware that was coming, I just had to GET OFF THE PHONE - retrospect is 20/20 friends. 

Truth be told, it was really fun at the beginning - REALLY FUN! Edna said some amazing things to me, things that no one has ever said to me before. He complimented how I look (he said I look like Lauren Graham, ummmmmm yes please!) but also WHO I am and that mattered a LOT. It was a gift. I got butterflies - and I’ve only really had them once or twice before. I actually saved a few of the text messages he sent because the words were significant and meaningful and true. Even if things didn’t work out, the fact that he saw me as a woman of faith and character holds great weight, and I am grateful. 

Edna and I only talked for a matter of days, which is why I say “crazy person” because it ended with him rebuking me, which I must say is a bit intense. I said hello on February 27, we sent many (I heard a rumor it was thousands) texts, talked on the phone for a lot of hours, and went on one date. There were some good reasons for hesitation and based on the wisdom of close and trusted friends, I decided to approach him to have a conversation about my concern. When I did so, he was immediately defensive and relatively unwilling to hear me. He talked at me rather than to me and had some unfriendly things to say like “well, this could be my shortest relationship including high school” and in the long run, it probably was. 

The Lord has been faithful and gracious and kind to me in the dating process thus far. I asked that He would give me wisdom and guidance - that He would make clear when to close doors and that He would protect me. He has done so without fail. I hung up on the phone on that final conversation after saying “I wish you the best in your future endeavors, have a good night” and was literally shaking. It was a terrible experience. But I am laughing now and I’ve learned a lot - about red flags and things I probably should have seen earlier, or said earlier, or will be ready for next time. I have GREAT friends who are supportive and encouraging and have hope for me and trust God is going to provide a husband and a family even when I can’t see it anymore. I do not know what is in store, but I do know that God is my greatest dream and I am continuing to learn and become. 

Cheers to 2017 and 2 guys thus far…who would have thought?!