It’s funny how eras can change so many things. When I look at my life over the past year when I found true love, or over the past 2.5 years of no alcohol, or the 7 years since my relationship that ended in divorce, or the 11 years since I moved out from my parent’s house, or the 16 years since my relationship with my dad died, the perspective is stifling. How much/little changes in some walks of life, while others change dramatically.
Things change because they have to. Cause, effect. If the effect merely produces another cause, then get your arms and legs inside the vehicle and fasten your safety belt, because it’s time to go on Freefall again.
Perspective… I try really hard not to compare my current relationship with my previous marriage. It’s hard. Especially for a person that has a critical thinking brain such as I do. But…
M never was one for the internet. I am very much rooted here. I’ve made my living from the internet in some capacity for most of my working career (certainly all of the jobs that paid reasonable wages). She checked email, and that’s about it. Which is cool, it’s just not me. I couldn’t survive with that amount of internet, and she had no desire for my usage. It was never an issue, but a glaring difference.
Now I’m in love with this girl. Â She had a webhosting account for Dreamhost before I worked there, and was accepted for and declined the opportunity to shoot with Suicide Girls.
Perspective is important. Â I see now that while love can get me past many hurdles, my partner in life needs to be a lot like me, not just kind of like me. Â M was and very likely still is one of the kindest, smartest, gentlest, and creative people I’ll know… but she just wasn’t Chris Loop enough. Â She knew it earlier than I did, I’m sure, and it’s why we’re happier and healthier apart. Â It should be noted that I wasn’t M enough, either. Â 🙂
And so here I stand in present day, resolved in my stance with my father, providing for myself while living happily and comfortably in the city I was born and raised in, knowing more of myself having been born again from the ashes of divorce, healthier and happier in knowing and understanding my body and mind, and more in love every day with a woman that’s almost as Chris Loop as me.
And perspective has also taught me to recognize that I’m almost as Ariel as she is, which just about makes me the happiest man alive.
Boobs.