Diary of a Crazy White Chick

This is my attempt at a blog. Bear with me.  So, I met this guy on match.com, an ex-marine who has traveled  the world and is now working as a stock broker kind of thing.  I really like him ‘cuz he’s real sexy. Not handsome in the traditional sense, but he’s handsome to me. I’ve been seeing  him for  a week and it’s been  really nice to feel cared for and wanted. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this  way.

Okay. The reason I started this blog is to document my life. I don’t know how you feel, but I want to have something about myself available to those who want to know me. Once you’re dead and gone, you only live on in the memories of people who knew you, and I’m not satisfied with that.

I love my friends. You can’t pick your family, but you do pick your friends. Marya is a beautiful and intelligent woman who is my only female friend. I just love spending time with her because she is so creative and funny. The issues she stands for, her ideas for projects, her volunteer activities - she’s so artistically and spiritually attractive to me. I knew within 30 seconds of meeting her that we had a connection. Her husband and kids are amazing as well. I feel blessed to have met her and that she calls me a friend.

Bob, my hot librarian friend, is the funniest man I know. He’s bright and vivacious and debates well. He is a good match for me when discussing life and its questions.  We have a pact to commit to each other if we’re both still single five years from now. I said ten, but he said five. He so deserves to be loved by an amazing woman - it’s heartbreaking to know how much he yearns for someone to love that loves him back. He is great. He’s my drinking buddy and we have tons o’ fun whenever we get the chance to do a pub crawl.

My other great friend is Lee. He’s like my big brother, advising me on all sorts of things, like my finances, social skills… He loves me and welcomed Will and I into his family. I can’t even begin to describe how grateful I am to have met him at Lycos. That hell that I went through was worth it, because he completely changed my life. I now have a stable life which is something I haven’t had since I was married. I am no longer twirling and twisting in the wind, destroying myself in the process. His partner is David, and he is a very interesting southern gentleman with a gift for chatting, something I’ve never had. it is always so pleasant to spend time with them.

The only thing - I want to spend more time with them all. These are my only friends and I have enough trouble maintaining these relationships.  I’m not good at maintaining anything.

The best thing in this world to me is my son, Will. He is the most amazing person I know. I can’t believe he’s made from me. How did I get so lucky to have him in my life? He’s bright and empathetic, artistic and handsome, tall and funnny..

That’s enough for now. I’ll write again soon.

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