After making it through Christmas on my own and actually feeling happy about it, I focused on my work and on just enjoying my life. I had booked a cruise for the following May and planned to share a cabin with three friends. I also joined an indoor soccer team, just to get me out and about. I wasn’t good at soccer (in fact, I was terrible), but it was fun to catch up with my colleagues outside of work, and kick the ball around – until I managed to get myself a third degree tear in my calf muscle!
That wasn’t much fun, but my pain tolerance is pretty high, so I managed to hobble around quite well. I would go on dates, take myself out for a drive, or go on a slow (and rather painful) walk from my home to the local supermarket to buy food.
I was determined to be ok for my cruise though, and my physiotherapist did an amazing job in helping my leg to heal. PHEW!
From just after Christmas to just after I injured my leg, I was seeing a lovely man who came over one day, to break the news that he was sorry, but he was going back to his ex. This was like the third guy in a row to dump me in this way, and I was a little shell-shocked to be honest. Here I was, the common element again! What was going on??
And then it clicked.
When going on a date with a man, there was always this little voice inside me, telling me whether this dude is “right” for me or not, and three times I didn’t listen (actually it was more than that and first happened when I met my first husband, but I have no need to go there!). It was like my higher self or my guides were very subtly sending me messages, and because I didn’t listen, the relationships crashed and burned.
When I chose to listen to the messages however, life went more smoothly.
This was good information and now that I had worked it out, it was time to plan for my cruise!
The cruise was fun, and we had a great time. I met a good looking man on that cruise who was quite lovely, but those messages were coming in thick and fast. It’s like they were saying “He’s not ‘The One’!”.
During our dinner on the last night, one of my friends and former colleagues brought up the subject of her ex husband. She’d previously suggested that I should meet him and that we’d be “Perfect for each other”, but I always refused. Ew! Why on earth would I want to date her ex husband?!?!?! (Ok, there may be a back story there that does not relate to her ex husband, but I’m choosing not to go there!).
Before the end of the meal my other two “friends” had joined my other friend in working to convince me to meet her ex husband, one of them exclaiming, “It’s not like you have any other options Michelle!”.
Dammit. She was right! Ok ok, I finally gave in and agreed to meet this ex husband of hers – it wasn’t like I had to date him, right?? And not only that but she’d also told me she left him because he wasn’t making enough money when they were married, so it’s not like he was a bad person or anything! There’s a lot more to that story that doesn’t need to be published here…
So the fateful night came and we met and I was immediately drawn to his passion for his work. He ran his own business and seemed excited as he talked about the number of projects he was working on. It was really refreshing to meet somebody so passionate about what they do. He also had a wicked sense of humour and made me laugh several times during that meeting – at the expense of his ex wife!
The following week he called me and asked me out…. Yay!
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