Several of my readers have commented that I don’t seem quite like myself lately. I’m not really sure what that means or how to take that so I’m going to take it as a compliment. This time last year life suuucckked. I spent a lot of time in therapy, in church and having meaningless flings trying to get through the hard times and figure out where life was going. Just six months ago I would have told you that, although I felt like I was getting there, I still wasn’t sure what life held. But just as I have always known that He would guide me in His own time, I have always believed that God gives you what you need when you need it.

Then I met Mr. V. And it was like rainbows filled the sky, the angels started to sing and my bruised heart expanded more than I could have ever imagined. I told you all when I met him that it was like a thunderbolt. I couldn’t believe what I was feeling. Then a few months later when Pumpkinhead met him, it was the same thing. Love at first sight. My kid, no matter how nonchalant I have been, hasn’t stopped asking when Mr. V and I will get married so we can live together because he adores him. He *never* did that with Blue Eyes, even though he really liked him. It’s like he can tell the difference. My parents, my coworkers, my friends all tell me something is different about me. Someone asked me about Mr. V today and I just lit up. He makes me very happy.

And today he asked me to Pumpkinhead and I to move in with him. And we said yes. (Shut it, naysayers.) Turns out my roommates’ daughter is exceptionally allergic to the cats. My roommate ad said I had a cat and they responded anyway. Shirley the Cool Cat ran away for two weeks and, when she fortunately turned up, had to go back to my parents’ house so she could continue to be an outside cat. So I adopted two kittens from the SPCA during half-price June. Turns out the little girl who shares a room with Pumpkinhead is so sick her eyes are almost shut. She’s taking Claritin but it isn’t working. So someone has to go. Mr. V said “Cat’s can come but only if you two come, too.” I didn’t think roommates would go for it but they practically jumped at the chance to have the house to themselves. Wow… So next thing I knew, I was accepting his request and the wheels are in motion. We both spoke with Pumpkinhead and he is nothing but excited (we are being cautious). Mr. V also knows that if things don’t work out that he has to stay in contact with Pumpkinhead. But the end goal is for things to work out permanently. We will see how it goes. If nothing else, this saves us both money and it will be great for Pumpkinhead to have a good male figure around (not to mention free daycare!) Hell, even Chapin thinks it is a good idea. He suggested it back when I said I was moving and was surprised that I *wasn’t* moving in with Mr. V. LOL. For that matter, so did my Dad. In any case, even though Mr. V doesn’t believe in a Master Plan, I do believe that everything happens for a reason and that God’s hand guides the good and the bad in life. I am so much stronger than I have ever been and am doing really well at setting boundaries, standing up for myself and being clear about my needs. Mr. V and I are alike enough to get along like lifelong friends and dissimilar enough to pick up the slack in each others’ weaker areas. He compliments me and doesn’t suck my strength or make me feel less than. He fills up the empty spaces – even those I didn’t realize where there. My cup overfloweth. Hopefully I do the same for him.