I’m back from my furlough at the Preacher’s house! The best part about visiting with my family is when I get to sit down and spend time talking with my mom. She updated me on their plans to move back to our home state and get my little brother enrolled in kindergarten this fall. As usual she also updated me on the Preacher’s most recent mood swings.
Tuesday, while I was talking with my mom and helping her fold clothes, I got a text from Skaterboi. It said, “So should I just forward your mail up there or what?” Granted, I hadn’t told him when I would be back, but he hadn’t bothered to ask either. So I told my mom what his text said and she asked, “Why are you such a heart-breaker?” Am I a heart-breaker? “I don’t know” was my response to her, but it did make me think. I’ve written before about why men might find me attractive, but her comment made me delve even deeper into my apparent “curse.” My mother has called me a heart-breaker and told me on several occasions, usually after hearing of new boyfriends, and that I had better not break their hearts.
Thinking back, I do seem to have left a trail of broken hearts all along the east coast, and a couple further west. It’s not that I purposely break hearts, it just seems to happen. Maybe that’s why I seem to have so many pop-up men. Is it really my fault though that men so easily fall in love with me and I don’t always share those feelings?
I’ll admit that I do have a tendency to just up and disappear sometimes. I’ve moved around quite a bit and that’s why one of the Preacher’s nicknames for me is the Gypsy. So in keeping with that nickname and to try to stop being such a heart-breaker, I’ve come up with an idea, well, more of a dream.
I’d like to buy a small motor-home and a pink moped and just travel around. It would be great because, now that my parents are moving and my sister has moved, I could go visit each of them and others in my family that are spread out across the South. I could also go back up to NYC/NJ and visit my friends there that I haven’t been able to see much since I moved back South. After that then I could travel to different cities that I’ve been to before and loved and others that I’ve never been to but would love to visit. All the time writing on my blog, working on my school work, meeting new people, and having little adventures along the road of life.
I have nothing tying me down, no kids, no husband, no pets, no job, so what’s to stop me?
Oh, and by the way, while I was up at the Preacher’s house, I had no stomach problems, no chest pains, and I came home feeling tired but well-rested and much more at peace with myself. I was able to get my homework done, on time, and even got and A on my first assignment for this new class. Of course once I got home and saw the weeks worth of dirty dishes in the sink and the mess that the house was in I did have a bit of a panic attack. After taking a “nerve pill” as mom likes to call them, I felt better and was able to clean the house and then write another post in my Love & Sex Q&A series.
“Keep your dreams alive. Understand to achieve anything requires faith and belief in yourself, vision, hard work, determination, and dedication. Remember all things are possible for those who believe.” Gail Devers
“Dreams are like stars…you may never touch them, but if you follow them they will lead you to your destiny.” Lawrence Block