Set Sail

First Date.  Last Date.

Friday, noon, lunch becomes Champagne and dinner.  Saturday beach sunset Clam Bake.  Restful innocent sleep in comfort’s arms.  Sunday morning coffee, fantastic conversation, little bits of who, what, when, where.  Ease.  Laughter in common things.  Travel to distant beaches, waffles for brunch in a stranger’s home.  Introductions.  Curious and hopeful gestures.  Another beach and music with friends.  Success.  Sunshine.  Sunburn.  Serenity.  At last the holiday.  Front porch neighborhood BBQ.  Welcoming familiarity, and the subject that will turn the tide and set the sails again afloat on the sea as I look out from the shore of fond memory.

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The age old adage seems to ring true:  One step closer, two steps back.  My long awaited foray back in to the dating world proves that the closer I get to the vision I am creating for my life, the more patiently and graciously I must wait for exactly the right combination of elements to come together.  All the intelligence and attention to detail, attentiveness and charm, possibility for romance and enveloping integrated compatibility and lifestyle are present; yet, one massive obstacle keeps it from becoming, blossoming.  Children, marriage and family.

It would be so easy just to go with the flow, but looking at property up in Topanga this morning really brought me back down to Earth and reminded me that I have come so far and done all this Self work for a reason.  To sacrifice my dream of being a wife and mother is not an option.  So, an amazing weekend, the ideal date that turned into three days later….is now a bright spot to appreciate as a treasured moment in time.  I am on the right track.  Life keeps getting better and better.