Looking back on this last relationship, I realize we had almost nothing in common except our hometown and he was there for me when I was lost. As I expected, my village was not the least bit sad that it was over. Not that they didn’t like him as a person, but they didn’t like him for me and I don’t blame them. I don’t think anyone in the whole town thought we were a good match. I’m also glad they kept it to themselves. I needed to come to my own conclusion. No regrets just another chapter.
So I’ve been pondering about what I do want in a partner (not that I am in any rush whatsoever to have one). I feel that like my goal list, I need to have an idea of what it is that I want, me, just me. My late husband and I had could have fun in a mud puddle. Not that it was perfect and having 2 little ones sure made for some good battles, but he adored me, always put us first, was proud of me, and up for just about anything. My village loved him.
That being said, in no particular order –
- This mystery person and I must have more in common (shouldn’t take much to improve on this).
- My village needs to approve on some level. It’s important.
- This person has to be a great role model for my kids and adore them.
- He has to be fun. At this point in my life, I’m looking for fun without drama or begging. Also shouldn’t be too muich to ask.
- They have to have less baggage than I do (again, keep the bar low here people).
- He has to have his own money. I’m not anyone’s sugar mamma.
- It’d be nice if this person didn’t live in my day-to-day space. Chances are if he does, he’s wrapped up in some sort of small-town drama. No thanks.
- Must love to travel – I’m ready to see the world
I could go on and on, but I’m sure I’ve bored all of you enough for one day. 🙂 Cheers!