After obsessing about whether to meet the ex for coffee — and trying to heed your warnings — I went.
Seeing Adam (no, not his real name) after so many years caught me off guard.
Of course, I thought he’d still be good looking, but why the heck was I so buzzed? (Was he better looking than I remembered?) I was buzzed for sure. I hadn’t even had any caffeine.
Within an hour, there was an email:
First of all, please allow me to humbly thank you for your allowing me to blubber my way through our coffee (or my coffee) this morning.
I must admit that I definitely didn’t expect to feel so comforted by your voice and so taken by your presence. So, if you think you can handle spending some time with me, I am certainly up for it.”
I held my breath.
The truth is: I hadn’t expected to feel so attracted to him again, after so many years. Help.
But it didn’t end there.
Within 24 hours, there was another email:
So, I ‘found’ your blog,” he began.
“Well, actually I already knew about your blog, but I hadn’t taken the time to fully explore it. Today however, I sat there at my desk with my cup of coffee and smiled. I smiled as I read–”
Oh my god.
“First of all I am flattered to no end!” he went on. “Only slightly shocked. I’m also flattered by the fact that you ever decided to meet me, considering all of the warnings you received from your readers!
But he didn’t stop there.
Apparently, all of your comments have inspired him. (He’s very curious about a select few of you.)
He explained that after spending the morning browsing single parent blogs, he made a decision:
“I decided that I too might make a go at a blog site so that I may impart my own experiences and stories and see if I can get a dialogue going.”
This guy has balls.
Are you curious?
Do you want to see how hot he is, for real?
Go to: “Who’s Your Daddy?”
(Hint: yes, that is the REAL him above, in the photo.)
But it doesn’t stop there, either.
He asked if I might see him again.
I said “yes.”
So, Friday night, we met at a really nice restaurant in my neighborhood.
We both knew that I couldn’t leave you, my readers, out of this. We even thought about making a little video of our dinner date. But we’re not ready for that.
So, we decided that we’d write about Friday night, independent of each other.
Then, we’ll share versions by posting them on our respective blog sites. (Hey, A., please don’t embarrass me too much, okay?)
Do you think we’re getting out of control here?
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