Over the past few days I have been thinking about life's irony. I went from not having any men interested in me to having three (3) interested in me.
Guy A: Very attractive. Sweet and kind-hearted, with soft brown eyes, perfect white teeth and just a warm presence. He took my number but never called to ask me out on a date.
Guy B: Amazing friend. He is the one who sent me a box of bettermade potato chips. He told me that I care for others yet I do not have anyone to care for me. So, he sends me text messages daily just to check on me. I cannot date him.
Guy C: Big-heart, very compassionate. Career-oriented, handsome, smart, funny and wants to marry me. (This is not a shock as I have already told my parents this.) However, he lives in Pittsburgh. He would provide a very good life for me and the kids; yet, he doesn't ask me the simple everyday things like Guy B. Such as, do I prefer rain drops or summer breezes, do I eat hot sauce on my fried chicken, or what is my favorite flower. This gentleman is 36, no children, wants children, great character and sense of family. Focused and determined, yet, forgets about the small things.
Guy B knows more about me than my ex-husband. How is it all these qualities are divided by three instead of being combined into one man?
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