…deep breath…Mr Ameezing and I are no longer together. Let’s start there and work backwards. I have slinky-ed with the idea of talking about this here for the past few weeks. And in the last day or two (and with Mr Ameezing’s consent) I decided to write about this part of my story.
The details are just for us, but to say it happened and happened for a reason. Mr Ameezing remains just that. And my hope is that we will be friends for a long time.
As for me, I find myself in a twi-lit place of being alone but not lonely. Of believing in love without living it right now. And of somehow remaining a hopeful, hopeless romantic. To new adventures, in whatever form they may come.