It's been along time since my last post and lots has happened. Actually, only one thing has happened, but it feels like lots. My relationship has ended.
We were together for over two years and we lived together for a year and eight months. Ending our relationship was a mutual decision. Turns out we are as different as night and day. In the beginning, we thought we had so much in common, but it seems we were looking at our common interests through rose-colored glasses. My niece, a therapist, pointed out that in new relationships commonalities tend to get blown out of proportion - "You like white? Wow, I like white, too!" Don't know if that's what happened with us, but the end result is the same. The relationship died slowly months ago; he moved out a couple of weeks ago.
We did have one true commonality - a love of family. We both place a high priority on family and on merging families. We created some good memories of family gatherings, times I will always remember and cherish. I can't speak for him, but I will miss those gatherings...and his family.
