There must be something in the water at work. Over the last couple weeks two different friends come to me asking if I would like to meet their friend or sister-in-law. Yes, it has been over a year since Andrea died but I was still surprised that they thought this was a good idea. I have been thinking about the possibility and am not opposed to it, but have held off on acting on my desires because I want to make sure I am doing it for the right reasons. Nonetheless, I remain surprised that these two women think it is time. Both of them are Latin, one from Columbia and the other from Mexico, so maybe there are cultural differences that come into play.
As I have toyed with the idea of dating again the biggest road block is how to tell my in-laws. I think my brother-in-law and his wife would be fine with it and my sisters would think it is great. My concern is telling my father and mother-in-law, who have over the years become my parents since my mother and farther have both passed on. This is a toughie.
Anyway, my reaction to these dating overtures was interesting. I didn't laugh and suggest it was a silly idea; I wasn't horrified at the prospect; and I was actually excited about dating again. You know how you may be thinking about something but it isn't until someone else suggests it that you get a true gauge of your emotions. My emotions about dating are... good. My loneliness has lessened over time and I think I can honestly scratch that off my list of hindrances (in other words I would not be dating to sooth the pain of being lonely).
I don't think you ever truly "get over" the loss of your spouse, you just learn to deal with it better every day. The further you are away from the pain, the more that pain recedes into the furthest reaches of your memory. At some point you come to realize that if you can make it through this, you can survive anything.
Maybe I'll join one of those online dating sites. Yeah, maybe not.
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