Hmmm...Boyfriend

So last night I was on the phone with one of my friends and I found out that his mother had passed away last month on his birthday. Overall, that has to be the worst news I've heard from him, but he explained that he's doing alright. I'm glad but at the same time I worry. We were on the phone last night for a couple of hours, which was odd because we generally don't talk for more than thirty minutes. I can understand it though. I do enjoy my time talking with him and I can't really remember that last time we talked on the phone. So much for being a good friend, right?

The really odd thing has to be having a boyfriend at this time and trying not to be too overly concerned for ex-boyfriends. Because somewhere, certain exes still hold a piece of me with them. Perhaps it's because they gave me a positive experience while I was dating them. There was honesty and caring. There really weren't any secrets. There was trust. Plus I felt safe. It's probably because we were friends first and then when we started dating they remained consistent in their character. It made me a little bit more confident in the guys I chose to be with.

Some I was with were a rather confusing sort. I had so many questions that will probably never be answered and, finally, that's okay. I don't care about those questions anymore and I don't care about the relationship I had with them anymore. It's over with and I can finally move on from those experiences. They weren't always bad, though. However, they just weren't good enough for what I wanted or felt I needed.

Currently, I am dating a wonderful guy named William. He came up to visit me this weekend and, needless to say, we had a wonderful time. I met him back in September over at my best friend Melissa's house. Kristian (another friend) wanted us to meet him because he was "so cute". She had an uber crush on him. Anyway, when he arrived it was pretty cool hanging out with him. He had a great sense of humor, he was very intelligent and we just got along really well with him.

The thing is, I was really oblivious to hints he was dropping about liking me. I thought he was teasing about all the "pet names" he would send me through texts. On Myspace, he was constantly leaving me messages and soon he became known as my "Myspace stalker", which was fine. We grew very close and now we are seeing each other. It's hard with the distance, but he wants to work with it and doesn't want that to come between us. The relationship so far has been equally committed. He's been very encouraging of my plans for my future and takes every chance he can to keep it up. He's the best positive influence I've had in a while. We joke back and forth and tease each other. His sense of humor can be off the wall sometimes, I just can't help but laugh. I am very happy to be with him.

Interestingly enough, he is younger than I am but that doesn't bother me. I am used to dating younger guys and there have been drawbacks to that. I would prefer to be with someone a little older, but Will is extremely mature and responsible and those qualities are far more important than age. He's not so young, though. He's only a year and some odd months younger. I'm not making a big deal out of it. ;p Now if he grew his beard out like he did at one time (and if he does it again, there will be some issues at hand - lol), he would look ten years older than me. So, that's now a no, no. No beards. Period.

So...I've pretty much talked about my boyfriend this entire blog. I am not sure where our relationship will take us, but at this point I'm not concerned. I'm content with how it is now and I don't want to change it or ruin by talking about what the future may have in store for us. That's the future and it will get here when it wants to. But the present is what I'm keeping my eyes on. Life is good now.

Laters!