Chapter One- Wicker Park
Few years ago, I moved to Chicago from Boston for work. First place I rented was a tiny apartment in Wicker park. Yah, wicker park. How exciting! It is such a hip little area. It was the first place I actually saw the real meaning of hipster aka the homeless looking guys in skinny pants with iPhone. In the first three months of my move, I explored every corner of this area and every exciting spot the city has to offer. And I also started to practice hot yoga , I don't know why I was so motivated to be the best of myself, physically and mentally. Soon I moved my dog " Peanut" from Boston to Chicago. Oh boy, he was so excited about the dog park, the park. The first snow of that year, we played hours and hours in the park.. cold? windy? Who cares!
One winter Saturday night, after binge watching some romantic chick shows, I somehow landed myself on a dating website. Well it is that type of service which you have to answer so many questions about yourself and your perfect date before they even match you up with someone. It was so challenging to me, I had never done anything like that before. Hmm maybe I will find someone to explore and enjoy the city together! After hours of "homework", ha I got an email from another member.. We answer some questions about each other, and finally we were able to free email each other. So I found D .. Well let's say we found each other. I learned that D is divorced, he is, like myself, new to the windy city. His 2 boys and ex wife live in another state, he visits them every the other week. He loves running, hockey, football, food, music, kids dogs... everything I love, he loves it too! It all sounded too good to be true! He has successful career and a healthy lifestyle, someone I for sure would like to know.
First date, it was probably the coldest day of the winter- a Sunday night, we decided to go to a bar to watch super bowl.. Yah, Patriots was playing. That's my team. I ordered myself an Irish coffee , he did not want any alcohol because he had to drive home. I learned that he just came back to the city from visiting his kids. His ex wife has remarried and he drive 4 hours to spend time with his kids every the other week. He is such a dedicated good dad, I like it! The first date was short and fun. He walked me home in the wind. He texted me to let me know that he made it home safe and enjoyed the night... It was a lovely first date to me.
A few weeks later, he texted me, invited me to a basketball game. I have always wanted to go to the united center to have the " mad dog" and watch hockey game or basketball game! He brought me a donut from my fav donut joint in the city. How sweet! We had great time, he told me that he'd like to have a drink with me but he can't because he has to go to see his kids the next day. He dropped me off at my house, perfect gentleman. I really like him. He doesn't talk much, a little bit shy, but I like it.
After the wonderful 2nd date, D seems disappeared from the world. I did not hear from him for almost a month. What went wrong? I thought everything was wonderful! Did he meet someone else? Oh well, I did not text time nor did I call him. In my mind, I don't really want to chase a guy, I am too busy chasing happiness in my life. At this point, I am ready to remove him from my memory and going on next venture. He called. He asked me if he could come over to talk to me. It was a Thursday night, at about 10pm.. really? What we can't talk on the phone at this time of the day? I gave in. An hour later, he showed up by my door. He seems happy and very verbal.. Not like himself.. I could smell alcohol on him. " Have you been drinking?" " I had one drink." " you still can drive here? " " Yah, it's not a good idea, I have never done it before".... I asked him what's so important we have to talk about on a Thursday night.. He told me that he really like me.. but didn't know what do I think since I never texted, called him. Boy, what a relief? Ladies, sometimes maybe we have to make the first move? We talked and talked.. about life and everything.. he slept on the coach, perfect gentleman ... He asked me to go dinner and movie on Saturday.. I think.. officially we are dating now :)
Thing were going well with D, we explored every exciting spot of the city, we don't spend a lot of time together because we are both busy at work during the weekdays and he doesn't live in the city. Weekends he need to spend with his kids. However, every moment we spent, was wonderful. So many hockey games, so many concerts.. We had great connection.. the intimacy was lovely too. No complain. Just as I was enjoying my exciting date, he disappeared from the earth again... 1 month, no phone calls, nor texts.. This time, I didn't wait for him to contact me.. I sent him a text.. " hey, stranger?" I know sometimes guys get scared by relationship, or their emotion, and they need space.. they withdraw.. Nothing new to me, ok, I googled... No response.. I was confused and actually angry.. is it the new way of dump someone? No word, no closure? Nothing? Nada? Ok at this point, I was a little bit obsessed with this missing person situation.. But what can I do? Should I move on? Alright, I decided to just let it be.. Guess what.. a text from him... He told me that he had to make an emergency trip to Germany for his work and his kids are visiting Chicago .. He asked me if I would like to hang out with his kids. Aww. That is big. He told me that he has never introduced his kids to any of his ex girlfriends because he wasn't sure about the relationship.. In the other word, he wants a seriously relationship with me.. I was so happy.. How can I not be? The man I like want something serious with me. I met his kids on an auto show. He introduced me as his girlfriend to these two lovely boy. Frankly speaking, I am not a kid person. I am 34, had one marriage, and no kids. I don't have the pressure that I need to get married and have kids or freeze my eggs somewhere for the future.. However, these 2 little things are fun, they could carry some " serious conversation". We had good time. A few days later, D told me that his ex wife told him that the boys really love me and they couldn't stop talking about me . What can I say? Dogs and kids love me for some reason.
To be continued --
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