Gentleman Jack and I both have quite a bit coming up in the next few weekends. He has two fishing tournaments and I have my 160 mile bike ride for charity.
(The ride I SHOULD be training for but with recent issues, my body hasn't been up to it.)
With those upcoming events and events from this past weekend, it looked like we wouldn't see each other for an entire month.
I'm sorry, you guys, I'm independent and all. I love my vibrator and everything. But 4 weeks? Um... nothankyouverymuch.
So we decided to meet halfway. There are a few little hotels along the route that turns our 3 hour drive into an easy 1 1/2 hours. We could meet on a weeknight and get up and drive our separate directions to work the next day. I like it. Great idea!
Mama's gonna get some lovin'!
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We've also discovered that over the (almost!) year that we've been together, we've met halfway on lots of things. Emotionally. Mentally. Physically. Financially. Sexually.
Our relationship feels like a partnership in many wonderful ways. It is challenging, at times, because we're both 40 years old and very set in our ways. We've had 20 years of love relationships and 20 years of parent/child relationships that have trained us to think and act a certain way, to believe in certain non-truths, to relate to the opposite sex a particular way.
A majority of the time, we agree on lots of things. When we're together, it's ridiculously easy. We get along. Have similar tastes. Enjoy the same things.
But when each of us is hard-ass set-in-our-ways about something, it can be downright exhausting. We talk it through. We work it out. We compromise. We meet... well.... halfway.
Sometimes we even agree to disagree.
I'm not used to compromise. (SHOCKER!) Honestly, I'm used to getting my way or not getting what I want at all. I don't necessarily think its a bad thing that Gentleman Jack challenges me on some things. I guess its about time somebody did! But there are times that I don't feel like talking about it. I don't feel like working it out. Yet there he is, waiting patiently at the halfway point for me to join him.
I guess its about time this girl's growin' up, huh?
*The picture (from here) has nothing to do with the post but it cracked me up nonetheless.*
Isn't it great when a relationship can help you to grow in all the right ways?
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to get even half way to where you are mentally, phisically and emotionally. You Rock girl!You give a ton of hope!
ReplyDeleteYou sound in a much better place tonight. I hear/feel it in your words! :)
ReplyDeleteWow re the 160 mile bikeride! I 'd love to do that but so not sure if I could. I can't wait to hear all about that! And, I totally agree on compromise - it's a must, I think, especially with long distance love. You're - as always - an inspiration.
ReplyDeleteThe Lake of the Oazarks has a place called "Big Dick's Halfway Inn". Too funny.
ReplyDeleteAs for the rest? Yeah girl, it's all GOOD, really good. :)
I think the beauty of being a mom (oh, OK, a parent) is that we absolutely realize that it isn't all about us, that we have to give and accept that we won't get back.
ReplyDeleteGranted, that's not healthy in a relationship — at all! — but that mindset it does expand the heart quite a lot.
When we have kids, we rarely get what we want — quiet, a clean house, no arguments, etc. When we have someone to love, and who loves us back, we can't expect to get our way either.
Compromise, with love, is such a beautiful thing. Sounds like you and Rascal are making it work.
And, go girl on that bike ride! I'm gearing up for a century myself ...
Such a beautiful post -- and Kat's comment above makes me feel even more. Halfway. I love how you're figuring this out (me too, me too).
ReplyDeleteI still want to sponsor you for your ride -- did I miss my chance? xo
The picture cracked me up!
ReplyDelete{hugs}
That is awesome.
ReplyDeleteLove it. I have so much to learn from you Obi Wan. ;)
ReplyDeleteAhhh...the beauty of compromise.
Compromise ... if you have to I guess?
ReplyDeleteFunny how life teaches us to compromise. Have fun at the halfway house! Will you have a half-body orgasm? :-P
ReplyDeleteYou give me such faith. I told my BLT that he had to meet me...he had to make the next big move, and he DID!
ReplyDeleteI asked for what I wanted, and he came through... reading your words makes me feel brave. It makes me feel like I have options, I don't have to settle.
My former father in law, after my divorce said to me "you might as well get a good vibrator and a nun's habit. At 35 with four kids no man will want you."
I guess that's not true. I see so many single moms respond here, and found single mom like ours, and it's good to know I'm not alone!
Great post T :)
I mean, I found single mom BLOGS, like ours... missed a word there.
ReplyDeleteAwesome. That's all I can say. I really want someone who can talk and meet halfway like you've described. =)
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