I don't remember being this smitten with Dave (first husband). That was eons ago of course but still. I remember thinking that I should act like I'm in love with him because that's what we were supposed to do. This time is different.
Very different.
He is one of the most polite, genteel, caring people I have ever met. He knows how to give complements, treating other people with respect. Opens the door for me every time unless I'm ahead of him.
I've been searching my brain for every little thing that he does to see if I would get tired of it in the future. Maybe his laugh...the way he wrinkles up his face... nope. Little mannerisms, any food issues.. nope.
We've gone out on a few dates now and it's almost uncanny how I'll notice something and say 'oh I love that color' or something and he looks at me and says, 'so do I!'. His previous wife didn't like his obsession with comics and geek stuff, told him it was ruining their son. He owned a comic book shop for a while and had to sell it. We visited a local shop here and I don't know half of any of the stuff other than movie memorabilia and at one point he took my hand and kissed me saying he appreciated and loved how I support his hobby and don't put him down for it.
We both love Disney and Disneyland (planning a trip there sometime after we get our tax returns in a few months). There are so many things we have in common that at one point we look at each other and go, 'Where have you been all my life?'
He's a city boy, loves New York where he grew up, I'm a country girl that was raised on a canyon. Neither of us consider that an issue. I listen to his stories and am awed that here was someone who walked those streets, knows every block like the back of his hand tells stories of seeing the Great Lawn in Central Park covered in snow and bar hopping with his cousins.
He appreciates and listens attentively when I talk about my childhood home, walking through canyon trails, playing with my brothers like Robin Hood, seeing plants and trees and telling him the name and if it's useful or not.
He has a son in his 20s but has fallen out with him sadly. His ex wife lives here in San Diego still but he has little contact with her.
I told him the short form of my marriage, he's met Amber and Ava, seen pictures of Devon, shared some of my life here with him.
At every turn when I've related a story, which most of you know I do a lot, he says, 'Thank you for sharing with me'. At first I thought that was a sign that I overshared and he was just being polite.
I was invited to his place for Christmas day brunch buffet. The couple he's staying with are Gary and Snowy, Gary works at our store so he's seen me but we haven't interacted much. We were sitting around after food and games and they asked about my background I drew a blank for a moment then after some chatting and a topic opened I related something and afterward Snowy said 'thank you for sharing that'.I said almost jokingly so that's where Jon got it and she said sharing a slice of your life with others is a treasure, people don't open up enough and doing that should be thanked for the opportunity to get to know someone better.
Wow.
He's been staying with them for two years. Now that's changing since he met me.
We've only been formally dating for about a month and a half but it feels longer. Yes we've been intimate and that was all right. Been about 20 years for me and about 5 years for him so we're both a bit awkward.
He spent the night twice, Christmas and New Years.
He is going to be moving in with me in about two weeks.
I can see myself living the rest of my life with him as my partner.
I told Amber of course all about him and she said 'If you guys get married can I walk you down the aisle?!'
I told her I was already ahead of her and expected all three of my kids to walk down with me. Devon in front holding a great sword to hand me over.
Funny but true.
When I told Talib (brother) about Jon he said to tell him that I have three brothers that have money for plane tickets and will be in San Diego in a heartbeat if he does anything to hurt me.
Yah... I feel extremely blessed and special with family like this. Now Jon is a part of this and is fitting in just fine. His favorite thing to say is that I am blessed to have such a wonderful relationship with my kids and brothers.
Recapping what my previous post mentioned, the reason he doesn't drive is a vision issue. There's a problem with his eyes that shifts perspective and in the words of his driving instructor when he took a test in his 20's, 'pull over you're a danger to yourself and others.'
I'm fine with that, he is fine with walking and whenever we're out and doing whatever he thanks me for helping him do errands or whatever. I never know what to say at that.
He has enough money saved aside to buy a new bed and frame as well as anything else we need. He's not rich, but living with his friends he has been able to put aside chunks of his paychecks for such a situation. Sandy is not considering him a new tenant so not asking for deposit or advance on rent. In her mind he's 'subletting' from us, and another bonus is all of us including Sandy all use the same bank.
Trista is okay with it of course because he'll be pitching in on rent and utilities so that helps us in the larger picture. She met him for a short time when we had a pre-Christmas dinner with Amber and her crew. So she is cool with him so far. A few days after Christmas Trista had been drinking wine and felt the need to communicate and talk about stuff and she saw that he had two earrings (he's partial to silver and had broad small engraved hoops in), she said she thought he was sort of effeminate and was I sure he wasn't gay.
We had slept together by that point and I looked at her and said, "I'm very sure he isn't."
He's Italian on his dads side and Puerto Rican on his mom's side. Very passionate and caring about people in his life.
So wow.
Twitterpated at 60..(and he's my age almost exactly, his birthday is August) butterflies in my stomach when I think about him, yearning to hug him and see him at the end of the day. In his words to Gary, 'I want to start my day with her and end my day with her.' I feel the same way.
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