Seriously.
This is going to sound like the rant of desperate single 30 year old woman.
I guess it's a little of that.
I've tried the online thing on and off for almost 7 years. That's right. 7. I joined a website that's affiliated with the denomination that I belong to in the spring of 2002. I would join for three months or six months, then not be on for a while. Then I did match.com. Then eharmony. For the first three months of eharmony I got like 10 matches and repeated emails about how I was too selective and too narrow about my choices.
I've been on two dates. Good odds. I'd like my money back.
I've written back and forth with guys several times...and it always ends in the same way. Let me take you down a little of that road.
Dr. in Oklahoma (when I lived in Dallas). Wrote back and forth for a month. Finally sent a picture to him (this was back in the day before the camera in your phone days). Emails ended. As in, never heard back.
Professional Golfer in Kerville. Wrote back and forth for three months. Thats right three months. He saw pictures. He wasn't a super catch either...but he was pretty cute. Then the emails stopped. Cold turkey. Never heard from him again.
Cop in Midland. Wrote back and forth for a few weeks. He decided we were just too different. Stopped writing, but at least had the decency to tell me he was.
Banker in Amarillo. Thought this one might actually be different. He wrote me first. Saw a picture before we even started writing and wrote anyway. Wrote well. Wrote nice emails and said fairly similar things that I actually enjoyed hearing.
Then they stopped. Just like the others.
Look. I know. Things change. You decide you see something in a person or read something in a response that triggers an alarm that makes you want to run for the hills.
Seriously. Write the hard email. Be honest. We aren't dating we are just getting to know one another. I'm not gonna cry or get upset. Sure I will probably blog about it.
But you don't even know that I blog.
I try to have the faith that everything works out for a reason. And I know that. I try to cling to the hope that God's timing and God's plan for my life will include a husband and maybe some kiddos.
Sometimes its just hard to imagine when you can't even get one to write you back.
Or at least be man enough to say why you don't want to.
Dummy.
