One year later

December 5th, 2010 I woke up next to Kristin in our apartment during the last month of our lease. I went into the kitchen and helped her box up many of the kitchen items, as well as some of the little things that weren't boxed up yet.

I also loaded up my Honda for the third and final time. At about 11:30am, the moving company arrived to move Kristin to her new apartment.

I got into my car and drove away.

I found a house with a room for rent that was minutes away from my job. I unloaded my car and emptied boxes in my attempt to settle in. Kristin said she wanted space and wanted to live separately, so that's where my life had taken me on the day mentioned. Six days later she said she didn't want to be with me anymore.

Well, here I am. One year later. I've had to stop in the midst of writing this to sit on the edge of my bed and breakdown. Then I did what I always do when I am down, and pick myself back up.

I am still single, although I have had a couple of young women spark some serious interest, but neither of them lasted more than 6 weeks. I will make it known that they left a lasting impression, and I hope they're well and as happy as possible.

It's painful to open up to someone only to have that person walk away. Thus far, I am 4/4.

But I have learned a lot in the process. I have learned what qualities I enjoy; I learned that I like a gym rat who eats weird like me; and I learned that I walk away quite easily. The last two young women I opened up to had another interest come into their lives and I won't compete.

I will walk away every time.

If I wasn't enough to solely focus on and pursue, I will move forward without you. And I will continue to do what I do best: be generous, be caring, be kind, be loving, be motivating, be honest, be loyal, be passionate, be funny, and give it to you straight.

Maybe the 5th young lady will be the charm.

Jeromie