I was 25 at the time and had just broken off from a 9 1/2 year relationship that left me heartbroken, confused and lost.
She said that right after I had taken out my eggs from the microwave. It was my first time poaching eggs in the microwave, and I couldn’t help but be amused at how well it turned out.
“Well…” as I answered her through mouthfuls of food, “it’s because I’m always learning.”
I couldn’t believe it.
Was this really happening to me?
I stared blankly at the ticket my ex had handed me. It was a one-way ticket back to California, a place I never expected going back to, at least not like this, and not without him.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I blurted out, as my date looked on with a speechless expression. “I’m not ready to date yet. I don’t actually want to be in a relationship.” I wasn’t actually looking for a relationship, because I was... Read More