This is our fate, I’m yours…

A year ago the mere mention of the word girlfriend would give me the hibbie-jibbies. It’s not exactly the word girlfriend that scares me the most but the other stuff that it entails, i.e. marriage, and commitment, and everafter, etc. In other words I don’t see myself tied-up to a woman for the rest of my life. No. Not yet. At least. But funny how things change over the course of a year. Now I can picture myself sitting on a tree with her as she rest her head on my shoulder. Or sharing a glass of rootbeer float with her as we share ridiculously lame jokes.  Or gaze into the horizon watching the sunset as the cool ocean breeze strokes our face. I never thought that I could feel the certainty in the most uncertain of circumstances. Now I can say the word “girlfriend” and not have the hibbie-jibbies. And best of all I can say “she’s my girlfriend”, and that’s is so cool!