"One Day" - To My Unconventional Friend

My cousin just told me about this movie.  Reminded her of a certain "guy friend."  (And she knows how I just love Anne Hathaway!) 

Anyhow, this made me think of "unconventional friend."  Hmmm ... I seem to get reminded of him a lot lately.  Of course, I don't know how this movie ends, and I don't know how we end ... but honestly, I always imagined that no matter what we'll always be.  Friends.  I imagine us in our eighties and still texting each other. 

Most of my friends think I'm crazy, so sometimes, I don't even tell anyone when I see him.  I say, they don't get it.  And that's okay because for a long time, I didn't get it either.  But hey, he makes me ... smile.  And I just don't question that anymore.

In this movie, Anne's friend got married (and got divorced).  I also always imagined him (unconventional friend) getting married first.*  I just think he's more open to love and marriage than I am.  But hey, good news! 

Yesterday, as I was talking to "the boy"** (ok, he was telling me) about my issues with relationships (which, he called "intimacy" issues), he told me that I should get married and have kids and that I would be a great mother.  At that moment, I just felt everything he said, and I told him, yes!  I want a relationship.  I want to get married.  And I want children. 

And wow!  It felt liberating to say all of that because like I also told him, I haven't allowed myself to really, really feel anything for a long, long time.  So, maybe that's the first step, right?  Realizing it.  Feeling it.  Actually, really feeling that I want it.  All of it.  It felt great.  And not so scary anymore.   

Then, he said, let's have coffee or dinner.  Sometime soon. 

Hmmm ... it's been a long time.  Since he and I had coffee and dinner.

But, I told him that would be nice.  Actually, I would love to.  :)

It's weird, I know, because this was supposed to be about my unconventional friend.  Well, it still is.  At the end of the day, he's the one that the man I marry has to measure up to.   

The boy?  Let's see ... but he is pretty awesome.*** 

*If he does, however, and no matter how sad it will make me feel, I don't wish divorce on him. 

**Maybe I should stop calling him that because he's the furthest thing from being like a boy ... he's actually, very much a man ... a good man.  I shall take note to think of a new reference for him.     

***Maybe we were meant to run into each other.  No matter how much we tried to avoid it.  Things happen for a reason, right?