On my 34th birthday, my best friend pointed out that he has known me for half my life. It's been 17 years since we started college, ya see. That struck me then as profound, for my life can be clearly delineated into before college during/after college. My life as it is today, is so directly a result of college, but what about my upbringing? Moms always questions that I even remember my childhood and I have to often remind her that I do.....but I see her point when I consider that I've spent half of my life away from home. Some 17 years.....
A year ago, I jotted something down in response to the question: What Are You Seeking In A Relationship?
What I Want in A Relationship -- as of 2/28/07:I may get it this year, I may not, but it's something I should reference from time to time, ya think?
Companionship. Protection. A confidant. A partner. Someone I can rely on, someone I can confide in, someone who I can trust, unequivocally, with my life. I want to be held accountable by someone, just as I want to hold someone accountable. A relationship built on honesty and compassion, where we are responsible for each other. He should be able to learn from me as well as teach me new things and vice versa and we should always encourage each other. It's a simple as knowing that at the end of the day we can snuggle in each other's arms and talk about anything. It's a simple as knowing that we may not always see eye to eye, but can agree amicably find a compromise and not let it interfere with our love.
The man for me would have presence, character, witty conversation skills, integrity and passion. He should be able to stand for something, be able to share that with others, be honest, true, aware, be motivational and be encouraging. Have a spiritual foundation from which he gives back to others from the blessings he's received.
I want to feel really loved and respected by a man I really love and respect. I want to feel free to know all of the happiness and vulnerability and raw passion that I can stand.
I'm not asking for much, yet I am asking for everything. Can you get with it is the question?!
Tell me something good...
Earlier this week, my game started slipping on account of having too many "J's" in my life. Jayden, Jarrel, James, Jack, Jaylen.....nicknamed "Jay." Won't go into the messy details, but I've now marked "who is who" in my cell phone rolodex. Can't have such mishaps when one is on a quest to achieve what she WANTS IN A RELATIONSHIP, now can she? It's no longer about the "letter" anyhow. After I convinced the last no-good loser he was "it" because his name began with the letter "D", it became clear that my good fortune with brothas that had D-names had come to an end. Safe to say that theory no longer holds credence for me. Alphabet Soup, I say....
And so the journey continues. More pleasant than it has been in years with very pleasant surprises, the latest being a possibility some 17 years in the making......
When a brotha says he has known you for half your life....you gotta pay attention. No matter the letter.
...::More to Come::...
[Song of the Day: "Trouble" by Amel Larrieux]