I initially started this blog as a journal and it was a private blog, for my eyes only. I just wanted to document the experience, joy, excitement, craziness that this LDR was bringing into my life. But then I realized, weeks later, that it would be nice to engage with other women around the globe who were also involved in this journey as I didn’t know what to expect.
I told My Frenchie from the get go that I didn’t want a relationship but you’ll never know what the future has in store. Yes? I’m just open to all the possibilitie though I know an LDR won’t fly for me. I’m not being pessimistic… I’m just being practical and realistic.
I would like to give a big shout out to all my readers. THANK YOU!!! I’m still here and I don’t know how long I’ll be blogging but since it mostly revolves around My Frenchie, I guess I’ll stay til this LDR wilts… though I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it won’t… not just yet.
Here’s to another colorful year for me, My Frenchie and you all… 🙂
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I didn’t know what to do. I was feeling restless… but I have this “No Calls rule“. I know, it’s irrational… immature… I guess I’m just anxious and afraid that he might not pick up. After all, I was the one who said I was done… right after I reassured him that we were fine.
Then I found this: Retrouvailles… I have seen this word many times in the past but I never really gave it a second look to think about what it meant. This can’t be a coincidence… I have been thinking about him… I wonder if he thought about me too. He’s probably tired of me being fickle minded.
So I decided to send this photo… with a short text…
Hi, babe… are you “finished”? I’m sorry… I thought I was… but I was just going through a lot… I don’t know what I was thinking.
I found this word then I thought, “I was really looking forward to that coffee in Paris with you.”
I miss how you make me smile and feel hot all over with your surprises. 😉 Please don’t stop. I still hope you’ll make your way here, too.
I want to hear your voice again… I miss it… a damn lot!!!
I don’t know what’s gotten over me. Sometime last month, I just thought of sending My Frenchie a funny French humor gif then all of a sudden I started typing this as if my fingers had a mind of it’s own… it was short and sweet…
I’m so stressed and tired from school and work and I can’t wait to leave. (I was contemplating to resign and/or go out of town.) …We had a good run. It was a good year of roller coaster ride with you. I’m starting to feel that this is a good time to get off. I want to leave with a good taste in my mouth…
yada… yada… yada…
I’ll miss doing these crazy things with you coz I don’t think I’ll do it with anyone… all good things come to an end… c’est la vie…
or maybe it’s the Tequila.
Drunk texting is never a good idea… but I don’t think I was drunk. I was just so tired and haven’t slept reviewing for my finals so having a drink just made me a little vulnerable…
Then I hit send. Ugh!!! Noooo!!!
I can’t explain it… I was just reassuring him last month not to worry after he says “We’re not finished!“… What have I done? I thought, “I can’t take it back now.”
All is said and done… I’ll probaby not hear from him again. 😦