I always wonder ~ for what reasons do we meet the people we do? When a friend showed me a picture of the Wild One I was definitely interested. The first time I saw him in person he was sitting on my friend's front porch and I felt an instant attraction. After chatting with him, I thought he felt a connection too. But, I wasn't sure until he walked me to my car and asked if I wanted to go out some time. Over the next few months I had a lot of fun getting to know him better.
The Wild One is very different from anyone I have dated before. I usually go for musicians or artists. Sensitive souls. Talented, but not necessarily handy around the house. But, the Wild One is a complete Alpha Male. He is strong and brave and does crazy stuff. He is an adrenaline junkie. He thinks nothing of skydiving out of a perfectly good airplane or driving a race car at top speed. He planned dates that included off road exploring through the countryside and go-carting. I never knew exactly what to expect.
The Wild One is quite handy, he can fix just about anything. If a furnace isn't working he replaces it, if a pipe is leaking he finds the source of the problem and takes care of it. When he visited me, he wondered why the oven door was on my kitchen floor. I explained to him that it had been there for months, I had broken it off trying to clean it. Three people had tried to fix it but insisted it was impossible and broken beyond repair. It had been suggested I replace the oven. But, it wasn't in the budget. Obviously I don't cook much anyway since it had been broken for months. Well, the Wild One took a look at it and had it fixed in less than 10 minutes. Another time, he helped me move furniture in my classroom at the beginning of the school year. He noticed that I had a lot of books and workbooks that were all different sizes and nowhere to store them. So he took some measurements and the next day he built a shelf perfectly tailored to those books. He built it with his own two hands and no directions. He didn't need google. Or Siri. (FYI that is NOT a dig at anyone specific. So please don't send me hate emails.)
It had been a joke in my family that I tend to go for guys that have similar personalities to my mom. Funny, nurturing, a little bit of a worrier.
But, the Wild One reminds me of how my father was. Crazy, stubborn, determined, fixer of all things, generous, protective. I knew when I was with The Wild One I didn't have to worry. He was a complete badass. A bear crossed his path and he didn't even panic.
My mom didn't know exactly what to do with the Wild One's personality. The first time she met him he was drinking at a picnic and in rare form and telling his stories! He kept refilling my red solo cup. She was horrified. One time he visited her house and he let her know that he had peed in the bushes in the front yard. She couldn't get over it. She just kept saying, "I don't understand it. Why would he pee in the yard? We have indoor plumbing! Who does that??"
But, despite his outrageousness, the Wild One would take care of things. He was definitely the "man" in the relationship. Which gave me the freedom to be the woman that I felt like being. I could relax and let him handle lifting heavy objects, reaching top shelves. I didn't have to stress when he drove. Although it felt reckless because of the speed or the condition of the roads, I knew it was safe because he had the ability to handle it. I didn't have the constant need for an imaginary brake like I normally would.
The Wild One was not afraid of fire. Literally. He was a volunteer firefighter. But, also figuratively. I didn't have to worry that the fire of my personality would overtake him. I felt inherently that he was strong and that my temper and passionate nature wouldn't scare him. Weaker men have tried to douse that fire by watering it down. But, the Wild One didn't blink an eye. He wasn't water. He was stone.
I have not laughed as much or shared more of who I am with someone in a relationship quite like that before. We had an insane amount of chemistry. Despite being jaded from past experiences, I felt like I could trust and explore and feel alive again.
And though I knew better, I absolutely fell 100% in love with his dog. I knew the attachment would only hurt when the relationship ended. After divorce the future is not a clearcut thing. For me, a single mother with 3 kids, the future is like looking at a black screen. I know what I feel in the moment. But, I can't see one second beyond today. I like to be entertained. I like to have fun. I even like getting to know someone and sharing thoughts and fears and hopes and daring to dream. But, the future is not on the screen. I can't see it. Or feel it. It is just the here and now. So falling in love with a person's dog was not part of the plan. I honestly do not even like dogs. But, that crazy, untrained mutt took a piece of my heart.
I believe that each person comes into our lives for a reason and sometimes it is not the reason you initially thought. Though the Wild One might not be for the long run, it's been a good experience. It was an opportunity to explore the dating after divorce world a little more. And a great distraction as I grieved the loss of my father. Each person that enters my life is someone to learn from. The Wild One sure did have a lot to teach me. Most lessons were enlightening and very entertaining. Some were not so much fun. New wisdom, new understandings that's what life is all about.