This week was truly a whirlwind of change that ended with me prowling around in Baltimore.
While I enjoy exploring different cities, Baltimore is definitely not my favorite. Granted, many of this Florida girl’s experiences are based on winter visits after much of my family moved there several years ago.
This time, the weather was beautiful and even a little cool when I went out in the evenings. I met a few guys out and about but no one noteworthy. As much as my father would love for me to move up north, the men were simply the same fish, different pond. And I’ll take Florida’s sun-kissed warm water and men any day over Baltimore’s.
The purpose of my visit was to meet my new niece; my brother’s second child. He is only twenty months older than me and the birth of his first child damn near sent me to city hall with my ex. Talk about hindsight being 20/20.
Fortunately, this time I have grown enough to know that I was genuinely happy for them and able to squelch all fleeting thoughts of my impending 30th birthday in eight days. The plane ride home was another story.
Never in a million years did I ever think I would be single and thirty. Even six months ago, I didn’t actually think I would be ending this decade registered on every dating site, with my most flattering pictures and my wittiest responses posted for the world to see. Well, the online world, anyway. Even three months ago I thought surely I would have met someone by now, maybe even one of “The Ones”. My soul likes to mate a lot so I personally don’t believe in a single soul mate or “The One”.
The closer the day comes, the more accepting I am that I’m not actually turning 29 again. It has taken a break up, some good dates, some weird ones, a few bad ones and a lot of strangers for me to finally be OK that I am single.
I’m excited that I am not tied down yet. Considering who my options were, you too, would be shouting, “I’M TURNING THIRTY AND I’M SINGLE, WAHOO!” It wasn’t too long ago that I made almost the same statement with a very different meaning. What a difference a WAHOO can make.
I’m excited about some upcoming dates, to be dating and to not be relationship seeking. I found a new interesting dating site that seems like a lot of fun, and I’m talking to a few guys I am quite interested in.
As heart-tugging as it was when a two-year-old grabbed my hand and demanded I run across the yard to play in the water with her, it was even more heart-tugging to pass her off to her mommy when she cried and go sit with the adults. Heart-tugging in very different ways; but the right ones.
I think I am finally getting a handle on this dating thing. I’m really excited about the future especially next week. And the week after that, after I celebrate my thirtieth birthday as a single woman, I am VERY excited to start trying out some 30+ dating sites and local events. Once I officially qualify, that is.
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