I use that word a lot. Fascinating.
What is fascinating? ...well you are. While I was dating someone not to long ago, people came out of the woodwork to ask about me and this relationship.
People I haven't talked to in years. Some I don't remember ever talking to, knew I was exclusively dating someone. People from my community where I grew up would randomly ask my parents or other family members about me and my boyfriend.
Now I know you were all just excited for me. That was probably the most seriously relationship I have ever been in. And having heard through the grape vine as someone so kindly put it... "Its the closest she has ever been."
It didn't work out. And it is never going to work out with him. He wasn't the best fit for me. And that became very clear after (and during) the break up. There were problems in the relationship that were subconsciously weighing on me, that after it was over, I felt a huge sense of relief that the problems were no longer going to be my problems.
Only those closest to me know the details of what went down, and I will not share more on this blog.
What I do want to share is this: despite (or maybe because of) my relationship status: Single; I am an interesting person. I am very, very happy and have hope for the future and trust in my Heavenly Father. I have a lot going for me. I have good job prospects down south in U-tah-land. I am excited for possible school advancements. I am the healthiest I have been in awhile, thanks to a naturalist and a strict diet.
You are more then welcome to ask me about---and be interested in--- any aspect of my life, because who I am is not limited to my relationship status.
I think what it is--- and correct me if I am wrong-- is that I am living the unexpected life (Quote by Wendy Watson Nelson, her first marriage was in 50s to a Russell M. Nelson of the Quorum of the 12 apostles--LOVE her).
If I had married in my early 20s and started a family right off, I am not sure how I could relate to someone in my shoes. When my sister-in-laws all get together, the conversation is about their husbands and their children. That is how they bond and relate to each other. I love it for them, and don't want them to ever change. I simply join in and try to relate to a culture that is foreign and fascinating to me.
So when I was dating someone, I believe it was a way that many could relate to me? Because dating, love, romance and a significant other are the "norms" for a single female.
Just a thought.
When I was concerned with all the people that seemed to be jumping into my personal business, I expressed this to my dad... he stated:
"Sylinda, when you post your innermost thoughts and details of your life on your open-book-blog, I don't feel sorry for you if people know about your business."
Ha! True! leave it to my dad.
So yes. Lets blame the blog. Or me, for putting all of the close-to-my-heart stuff on it. But then again, when i read others blogs that do the same, I feel a bond and a comradery to the person that allowed themselves to be vulnerable on cyber space.
Perhaps you feel the same?