Meeting the Parents

I have never been so relaxed about bringing a guy to meet my parents in my life. After only dating for 2 months, I am going to bring my boyfriend down to Thanksgiving in Arizona to celebrate with just my parents and me. They will all be meeting each other for the first time ever.

But I think that we're all in a good place. I'm ready for love and truly believe I've found it in an excellent partner, I think my boyfriend fully believes in us and is confident in where the relationship is headed, and I think my parents are just happy for me that I've finally found someone who cherishes me so much and makes me feel so supported and secure.

In fact, I think the 4 days that we are together are going to go really well. In my ideal world, my parents will love him as much as I do and he'll love them as much as I do. I mean, I'm aware that this is not really possible. But I really think they could enjoy each other's company quite a bit.

Here's the players:

My dad: can come across as quiet and intimidating
My mom: asks a lot of probing questions
My boyfriend: loves to make puns

Yet, somehow, I think this mixture is totally going to work.

Disease and Getting Old

Hate it. Enough said. I've been very fortunate to be healthy in my lifetime and to have parents that haven't had to deal with anything to major. Within the matter of a week, however, my parents have each had a cancer scare and we've dealt with hearing about terrible illnesses in two very close family friends.

My dad expressed to me that it is weird and different when it's you and your own friends that are the ones getting ill and dying. I can't even imagine how hard that is. I'm just dealing with the fact that it's my parents and their friends rather than my grandparents and that feels hard enough.

Yuck.

I'm trying to hold onto the positive things in my life right now. I have a good job at the moment, I have a man who truly loves me, I have both of my awesome parents, have great friends, have a great living situation with an awesome cat, and tonight... I get to go to San Francisco with some of my dearest friends to celebrate the fact that we are turning 30 this year.

I keep thinking that this is really going to be a great decade for me. 20's were hard but I feel like I'm just getting into my stride now. I think it's going to be awesome. I even have pretty high hopes about this year in particular. If only I can stave off all of the sickness from the people I care about.

When You Love Somebody

Truly, my life has not really changed. It's just gotten way better. I wake up every day thinking that life is pretty good. I still often wake up alone, and that's ok. Sometimes I still go out alone. But overall I have this overwhelming sense of security that I haven't had in awhile. Because I have somebody who loves me. It's nice to have someone who thinks you're awesome. Somebody who, even when they aren't around you, you know that they are undeniably yours. Pretty cool feeling.

Brad told me that the first time he drove away from my house, he listened to this in the car because he felt like that's the song he needed to hear. Great song. Have I mentioned how awesome it is to share of love of music with someone?