It's my birthday. I've survived my 27th year on this planet and am now venturing forth into my 28th. It's been such a fantastic birthday fortnight. I got promoted, went to Chicago, my best friend became my boyfriend, my son finally came home, I got a gorgeous butterfly from L, and Friday there's gonna be a celebration at Macaroni Grill for my birthday. Oh, and for the first time ever, J remembered my birthday and told me he loves me. I could just gush on and on and on about everything that's gone on the last two weeks.
The change in relationship status with J doesn't surprise me in the least. He's been my best friend for nearly 12 years now and we've danced around it for years. I am concerned about his attraction to men, seeing as how he is bisexual, but I love him for who he is and trust him implicitly. My mother even gives this relationship her stamp of approval and I'm positive his mother will be thrilled too. Last Christmas she sent us out on a romantic date in her attempt to get us to wake the hell up to what was right in front of us. I suppose it took us long enough to see what our mothers have known for years now. I love that I don't have to prove anything to him and that we can just be comfortable with each other. It's been an odd adjustment, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. It feels right. For once I feel like I'm in the right place at the right time. If grad school doesn't work out, I'm still moving, only to Chicago to be with J. *happy sigh* It's just been like a dream.
Happy 28th Birthday to me!
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