Almost eight months ago, I wrote to you and told you about LB. Hesitant to meet up with him because he had what I thought could’ve been a fake English accent – I went anyway because I liked the food at the restaurant he chose!
LB is very private, so I won’t say too much! He’s a beautiful man though. Handsome – and smart, understanding, logical, communicative, etc. We’re still cultivating our friendship and doing this “dance” of spelling out our relationship contract. Not a real document – but a conscious, ongoing dialogue about values, ideas, dreams, boundaries, expectations, etc. Magically, we’ve been on the same accord at every turn.
We do playfully disagree about how long a man should live at home with his parents, but that’s kind of random and culture-based. I think here in America, we promote individualism – and the idea that grown men should be on their own, whereas some other cultures are more about familial, community living so to speak. He feels it’s unnecessary to waste money on your own place if there’s no real need to. (I guess he’s right.)
Anyway, that’s unimportant at this juncture – he owns his own home(s).
The potential merging of existences is a bit – I don’t wanna say scary… It’s interesting to consider, and a real possibility.
So basically, that’s where I am right now. Oh, my mother thinks LB is a nice guy. She couldn’t find anything off or “wrong.” *gasp!* I knew that already.
If I had to name a challenge, I’d say physical distance. On the other side of that, I’d say we have creative ways of making it work. 🙂
Soon, I’ll travel to Europe (London & Paris) for my first out-of-the-country experience with him. My first trip to Europe, actually. I’m
slightly obsessed excited, and planning a to-do list and looking forward to many more “firsts” with my partner (whose English accent is very real by the way).
Do I sound wishy-washy? Excuse me!