Thursday, April 3, 2014

Doors, Windows, and Other Beginning-Ending Metaphors

I moved to Atlanta for grad school and a boy. It made sense to follow education, ambition, and love. I graduated, started job searching and 'the love' was moved to Houston for a new job.

Yesterday I got a job offer working for a great nonprofit which helps people with a rare genetic disease, in Houston. I ecstatically told 'the love'. He said congrats and followed it up with a sentence about how he was deciding if he wanted to be in a relationship. 8 days shy of our 3 year anniversary, on the day of my announcement of a job offer in Houston, he suddenly has doubts. Pushing the facts about all the times he had to vocalize this, including the 3 interviews I had with them, away I was shocked and then pissed and then sad.

Giving myself about 8 hours to cry, I quickly realized 2 things.  (and my quickly I mean after I talked to my mama; strong women raise strong women)

1) You can't make someone love you. And you shouldn't have to try. I've invested every part of myself in my relationship. Need someone at 4 am at the airport? I'm there. Always. I'm not perfect by any means but for all of my flaws, I'm there.

2) I want this job. I want it enough to move to a new city where I wouldn't know a single human being. I want it enough to push my comfort zone to a new part of the country.

That said, I don't know what 'the love' is thinking. He needs time to decide what he wants to do. I'm giving him the time and the space and meanwhile I'm looking out for what I want. I'm not made of stone but I'm strong.

I'm sharing this because I can't do marathon texts. I can't do 20 phone calls. I'm not Facebooking my life and I don't want you to. I'm focused. I have a list. And dammit I have the best damn village ever. You are my people. I need you, I love you, and I appreciate you.


  1. Hugs to you dear. You are strong.

  2. Girl you GOT THIS!!! I was a hot, and I do mean haaawwwt, mess after my breakup and year and a half ago. But now? I can look back with clarity and see that we really weren't supposed to get married. Him leaving me wrecked me, but only temporarily. It actually MADE me who I am. I found myself and it's pretty awesome. Follow your dreams and your heart ALWAYS! XOXO