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I have been wondering lately if I have become prone to falling in love too easily. Last year, I had two fairly short relationships with wonderful women with whom I remain good friends: Erin and Alicia. This year, I had an even shorter relationship with a woman with whom I was already great friends—a woman who seemed great for me and for whom I seemed great: Blanca. Each of those romantic relationships developed quickly and each time, I was truly and undeniably in love. What a fool I am!
One month ago today, Blanca visited me and ended our romantic relationship, quite to my surprise. Not only was I in love, but I thought she and I were so well matched that we had both found partners we could blissfully spend the rest of our lives with. Out of the blue, she said she wasn't ready for a relationship and when we spoke later she seemed to be grasping for reasons to explain our break-up, although there really only seemed to be one: she was still in love with her son's father, Xaime.
According to Blanca's Facebook profile and mini-feed, she and Xaime are now married. Married. This is news to me, but according to her mini-feed, Blanca set her relationship status to "in a relationship" at 10:22am on May 31 then to "married" at 7:57pm that same day.
After a month apart, I have still been missing Blanca and thinking about how well matched we were—actually, about how well matched we are—but only twenty days after I still thought I had found a woman with whom I could spend the rest of my life, she announced that she had married someone else? Ouch.
What a fool I am!
