Went to lunch with an attorney the other day. I have always been hesitant of dating attorney's, especially ones I work with because of how awkward it could be if things didn't work out and we still have to interact together in court. I was also "pre-warned" by a male co-worker that all defense attorneys are evil....that made me laugh, because there is definitely a little devil in me and of course this co-worker is still single, so what does he know?
So I met my attorney on the corner and enjoyed the short walk to Little America. Right away, I had met my match for being outgoing, funny and spirited. This man has a lot to say and a short time to say it ;) At the restaurant, I enjoyed the "older" crowd that Little America seems to attract. I can see myself here in 30 more years, hair freshly blown out, orange lipstick and diamonds pinching my sagging fingers, then meeting the girls for bridge. What is bridge anyway? Obviously something I need to learn to do before my "sunset years" Ok I am getting off topic.
Conversation was easy and my date began talking about his children and their life experiences, school, etc. I was listening to him talk about being really close to his son and how they hang out every weekend and ski together in the winter. A rush of guilt and envy came over me. I wish my son were that close with his father, but unfortunately years of football has caused my sons father to not be as mobile and neither of them have similar sporting interests. My date then started talking about his daughter and how she is taking German in school, he thought it would be an amazing experience to immerse her in the language, so he sent her to Germany for the summer. Now anyone that knows my son, knows that he is absolutely fascinated with Germany and WWII and I fought with him all summer over taking Spanish over his beloved German language......I won, but it came with its costs of fights between us. Anyway, this parental gesture put me over the edge. My eyes filled up with tears and I began crying. Yes ladies, there I was in Little America amongst the elderly and my professional date with tears streaming down my face. I was so embarrassed. I owned my feelings and told my date how lucky his children are to have such a support system and that I hoped they treat him like the King he is.
We all want the best for our kids and I have twice those feelings because I beat myself up over the fact that I am raising my son alone and often money is tight and I cant give him everything he wants. Don't get me wrong, the kid is quite spoiled (especially considering how I was raised) but moms always want to give more.
Anyway, my date was so supportive and kind and understanding. He is truly an amazing person and very special. As you can imagine with his profession, he has a very full plate and being a super dad, he is also busy on the weekends. so I'm not sure when we will get together again. He promised me a ski lesson (I have turned into such a puss) and with a long hug and kiss on the cheek, the hour passed quickly. The lesson I learned is you can't move forward with anyone unless you make yourself vulnerable. Although embarrassed to have cried in front of him, I hope he learned that I am sensitive, loving and nurturing........or he could just think that I am crazy ;)
Sloppy Kisses,
Meriska
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