Good evening…
It is 5:49 pm, December 31st. New Years Eve…
Two years ago today, I was invited to celebrate New Years Eve by a young woman at her home in Aurora…
I didn’t have any plans for the evening, and was excited for the invite…
The woman told me she didn’t have much to offer. It would be just her and her three kids getting dressed up, playing games, and celebrating the final few hours of 2017 as a family…
And she asked if I would be part of that celebration. What I didn’t realize at the time was it was really an invitation to be part of her family…
I was both nervous and excited for the night. This wasn’t just any woman…
She was Ann Marie. She was my dream girl. Smart. Beautiful. Sexy. Talented…
And she also sold real estate. I was always amazed by her ability as an agent…
She was a young woman who I had been “friends” with for almost two years. But it was never just friendship for me…
And we fell in love. A deep, passionate, crazy sort of love…
We also started working together. We were The Tracy Realty Group…
We formed one large mixed family, and moved in together in a home in Naperville…
Things were great at first. Our excitement carried us for a over a year of happiness…
But we had moved fast. Perhaps neither of us was in a place where we were capable of a healthy relationship…
We both had issues of our own that needed worked out. We needed to be happy with who we were as individuals before we could be happy as a couple, a real estate team, and as a family…
So our relationship ended. It was very painful for me…
I lost not only my dream girl, but also my dream life as the head of a family. The stand-in Dad for three young, crazy, little individuals…
We broke up in April, and I spent the next 8 months healing. Trying to forget her and the life that I had…
But I also was growing. Working on myself. Improving…
Becoming a better, happier, more content person…
So when Ann Marie reached out this week, asking what I was doing for New Years Eve, I was ready…
Ready to take a chance. Ready to try again. Ready to fight once more for something that just might be worth fighting for…
So I sit tonight. New Years Eve. I am at Ann Marie’s home.
In a room full of music. A room full of love…
I am excited to take a second chance.
This is after all, New Years Eve…
A night for new beginnings.
Ken
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