Hi! I'm Elle. My first {and only} boyfriend and I broke up a year and some change ago. We'd been together for almost five years, lived together for four and had a baby {dog} together. We loved each other - like best friends should - but we learned you need more then that to be together forever...
So we broke up. It was painful. There were {several} words exchanged. I cut my hair. I lost some weight. I bought new clothes. And I saved $10K in cash in 8 months. High five.
I grieved. I cried. I slept. I seeked help from a professional. I went on vacation. I ran a half marathon. I got a promotion. I started a cooking club. I went on a hilarious blind date. I reconnected with my best friends. I bought some new furniture {hello queen size pillow top}. I read "It's Called a Breakup Because it's Broken." {If you're going through a breakup, you should too}.
I've come out the other side. A better, stronger person. Triple high five. The x and I are still friends. We share our puppy. We are happy.
I turned to my girlfriends and said 'whose ready to go meet some MEN?!" They looked at me - and then looked at their boyfriends/husbands. I thought - oh shit. While I was in a heavy duty, all encompassing relationship - my friends were enjoying their early/mid-twenties. And they were just now settling down.
Was I bothered? No. I took my role as third wheel seriously. I love my friends. I love their boyfriends. I kept healing - and suddenly realized that yeah - I'm ready to date again. I sat down my girls - and announced I was ready. Set me up with your {male} friends por favor! They whipped out their cells. Reviewed their phone books. Nothing. Nada. Back to the drawing board.
It turns out the drawing board is a little website of the dating sort, {eHarmony.com}.
This is my story. Dating in the 21st century. I'm terrified. And excited. And if anything, I'm sure I'll get some great stories out of this adventure. Thanks for joining me on my ride!
Elle
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