I remember thinking that there was no way this was happening. To me?! No way! Things rarely, if ever, go the way that I'd want them to!
I felt like our time together at brunch moved at lightspeed. And about 1 hour in, I instantly knew that I wanted to go on another date with him. Like ASAP.
We talked about everything. Our family. What our long-term and short-term goals were. Our opinion on dating. What values mattered most to us when it came to parenting/children, finances, mental health, how we handle conflicts. Why eventually being married was important to us. We talked about our childhoods and our siblings (I think now's the perfect time to mention he's a twin as well).
He opened my car door for me, we said our good-byes, and just as he was walking away he said, "I really enjoyed myself, and I hope we can do this again soon."
My heart leaped into my throat. "For sure!"
My pits started to sweat, and my hands turned clammy. Why am I so damn nervous?!
Once I was home doing what your mother always told you to do to prepare for work - take out your clothes, pack your lunch and work bag - I received a text from WC.
"What's your favorite restaurant to eat at?"
"I really love this hole in the wall out in Bloomfield. Their Italian food is always amazing, called Carbone's Kitchen," I replied.
"Ok that's where we going tomorrow for our second date. I'll make a reservation for 7 pm."
I was floored. Yea, this was going to certainly be different than before.
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Hey guys, no update on the comic today, I just have a few things to say....
Ever since I was young and started to draw... Stories never really were my strong suit- i'd always get a story in my mind, build on it- but it never went anywhere...
I usually compared myself to the mother from the unfinished swan... Always starting something but never completing it... I loved making these stories where the main protagonist is based around me... I live in my own stories as it feels like I'm part of the world that I created.... But I had trouble doing this right... Or even finishing a story.
For years I felt as if my art possessed no purpose- as if I possessed no purpose.... I felt essentially, unfinished myself... Yes id still make things and draw things, but it felt empty and I slowly was losing love with art... Though I rarely share that with others.... I love art and I love to draw... But for me drawing without a purpose just made me feel empty, I would just do it to get something new on my page rather than actually create something.... It didn't feel right....
So I prayed and prayed to God for anything.... Any idea.... But it felt as if he was telling me to wait... So I did...
But this hopeless feeling of being lost in my talents and slowly falling out of love with art fell apart when I discovered the game that inspired me to create Composer Madness...
I installed this rhythm game called pianista and discovered music and people I had NEVER really got into... I only knew a few classical composers and musicians, Mozart and Beethoven being the only two I REALLY knew.
But that game opened my eyes to classical music and I wanted to know more, I did some digging on the composers who have their music in the game and I was hooked... But composer madness wasn't in my brain just yet.
It was when I was sleep one night and I had a dream where I was just vibing with these people from centuries past, but in the funniest ways possible- and then a lightbulb activated in me- What if I took this idea and expanded on it... But what if no one would see it or even care? And then, as if God heard my thoughts, gave me the inspiration I needed in the form of a call to action by nerds like myself to create something!! That was my sign to GO FOR IT.
So I began to do that, and I kept building on it- essentially I created art with a purpose... The purpose to spread happiness in the form of a young woman engaging in silly antics with people who've been dead for years...
Why did I want to share this rather than keep it to myself and just let the idea fade.... I spent weeks developing it before I even made a Tumblr for it.... I wasn't expecting any fans or anyone to even care... But when I had my first follower, I genuinely felt like crying.
What I'm saying is, I found my purpose in creating Composer Madness... I found my purpose in creating a self insert with a bunch of caricatures of dead composers, even though it sounds silly... I found... Myself.
You guys just don't know how happy I am for every single follower... You just don't know.
Thank you all... So much.
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It was June 2020, a few months in from the beginning of the pandemic. Yeap, life changed drastically for everyone that year. And I was not exempt.
During what I believed to be a regular conversation with my therapist (I no longer see this therapist, by the way), she asked me about my plans for turning 30 in a mere few weeks. I scoffed. I'm a self-proclaimed loner who would much rather curl up in bed at 2 pm on a Saturday and mindlessly scroll on her TikTok, and when that gets old, sleep.
She implored me to think about my future, telling me to set realistic goals and then be intentional about accomplishing them.
Well, I knew immediately what two of those goals were. I've always felt deep in my heart that I was born to be a mom. It's an innate feeling that swells from the depths of my soul and I get excited when I think about how I'd step into the role with ease. I also had a goal to be a wife. And yes, in my perfect world, becoming a wife first would be the ideal order.
I prayed to God often back then about those desires. I prayed to God and asked him to grant me the strength, discipline and tools to be have the exact life I wanted - a business owner, mom and wife.
It strikes me as ironic that while the entire world was in QUARANTINE, my therapist encouraged me to date intentionally, as much as I could throughout the summer. I needed to decipher what values and characteristics I wanted in a partner.
Eventually I took her advice. I set myself up on Tinder, Hinge, Bumble and BLK. What she didn't know was that I REFUSED to take this seriously. Why? Well, because it's DATING APPS! Do I really need to say more?
And less than 48 hours in, I cursed the fact that I ever even took her advice.
After a few weeks, I went out on my first date. Then another nearly a week later, and then another. All different men. All for drinks, or dinner, or morning coffee. Nothing earth-shattering. And for safety concerns, of course, I texted my girlfriend before and after ever single date.
It was early September that I met one gentleman (he'll remain nameless) and we clicked almost immediately. He was funny, hardworking, involved in lots of non-profit organizations in his city, and showed genuine interest in me. He cared about texting me back right away, you know?
However, after 3 dates over 4 months, I quickly realized my patience was practically non-existent. Well, let me clarify. I was tired of the games. I refused to pretend like I didn't have a goal. I was crystal clear that if at some point there was dating without intention, I'd block and delete faster than you can say "InanyformImgivingyousweetdreams". And so it was over - as fast as you could say "InanyformImgivingyousweetdreams".
As the new year - 2021 to be exact - quickly approached, I swore off dating. I deleted all my accounts, deleted all the apps. I shifted my focus to learning as much as I could about the process of becoming a business owner. I dived deep into research about LLCs, business plans, start-up funding, small business loans, website hosting platforms, and much more.
I rang in 2021 in bed, with a cup of hot cocoa, my fingers frantically dancing across my MacBook keyboard, publishing the last minute touches on my new website. My plan was to begin my lifestyle concierge services business, launching with the easiest division, and monetizing on my writing, editing skills, and digital design skills.
I slept as still as the night, peace in my heart, content with the fact that I very well might spend the next few years in solitude.
I didn't remember that I gave my number to another gentleman (I'll refer to him as WC). Sometime before 2021 rolled in, I did. On January 24th, I received my first text from WC.
I'll spare all the insignificant details of our early conversations. What I will say is that on January 29th, we went on our first date, which was brunch at Tapas in Bloomfield.
And, my, oh my.
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