unsolicited advice and Jason's surprise
Have you ever noticed that you don't have to ask people for advice for them to give it? Ever since I started dating again, I have been receiving advice from everybody and their husband. I am even getting dating suggestions from people who haven't had a date since dinosaurs became extinct. It seems everybody has become a relationship expert and would love for my love life to be their test dummy.
Last week Saturday, I went to my usual supermarket, and while there pushing my cart around and checking my list, the floor supervisor came up to me and was saying how much she was rooting for me to find Mr Right. I told her thanks and was about to push off when she said, "Let me give you a bit of advice". She proceeded to tell me how right now Jamaica was very short on good men and I needed to condition my mind that when I find my Mr Right, he will also have to be Mr Right for someone else. The good men are either married, pastors, or gay, so the few little ones out there will have to be shared among the few good women in the country.
At first, I thought she was joking, so I laughed. It was then that she proceeded to tell me how women these days were delusional. She has been married for nine years and she knows her husband has another woman, but she doesn't allow that to get to her because he is a great husband and father. The only way she would worry was if her husband had a man. I told her thanks for the advice but that wasn't what I was looking for. She then told me that she was sorry for me then because no Mr Right belonged to one woman. "Look at Jason," she said. "He seems so perfect but he still hasn't made a commitment to you and that is because he is also Mr Right to someone else. That doesn't affect how he treats you, but if you decide to start asking for a commitment, he will leave." Again, I thanked her for the advice and continued my shopping.
It wasn't the first time that a random stranger had offered me advice, and I was also sure that it wouldn't be the last. This is what happens when you decide to share your life with the public. I am also sure that many women would probably be okay with this arrangement, but that one isn't for me. I would rather remain single than willingly share a man regardless of how great he is. I know who I am and what I have to offer, and I will only share myself with someone who is giving himself only to me.
Jason's awesome surprise
I had been anticipating this year's Jazz & Blues festival ever since I heard that Mariah Carey would be performing. I could sing all her songs word for word, minus the high notes, and I wanted to see her perform.
However, as it got closer to the night, I started to change my mind. I was talking to Jason the night before and he asked if I was ready for Jazz. I told him I hadn't bought a ticket yet because my mind wasn't quite settled on going. If I ended up going, I would just get one at the gate. He asked me why, and, truthfully, I wasn't sure why I no longer wanted to go. We ended the call a few minutes later and I went to bed. It has been almost a month since he has been a way, and talking to him every day makes things a lot easier.
I went to work as usual on Friday, and we were just about to close the office when Jason walked in. We had spoken in the morning, but I hadn't heard from him since. I was beyond excited to see him, but I still didn't understand why he was here. He was scheduled to be away for another two weeks, but here he stood looking so amazing and smelling so delicious right in front of me. He explained that after speaking to me the night before, he didn't like how I sounded, so he decided to take the weekend off and escort me to Jazz & Blues. I couldn't believe he had done that. Yes, I could believe he had done that because that was Jason.
We went to Jazz that night and even though Mariah was beyond terrible and had me questioning every song she had ever sung, I was happy. I was happy because Jason was here. I was happy because he wanted to be here with me, and I was happy because I needed him here with me. He was only here for the weekend and we jammed everything we could do in that weekend with my kids. He always wanted to include them once they were home and they had decided not to visit their father that weekend. I knew when he left Monday morning that he was tired, but I was so grateful that he had made the sacrifice and surprised me. I really needed it.