May I pet your dog, I asked the short, bald guy. "No", he said emphatically. He told me later that he gets tired of people asking to pet his dog. "What's his name?" I inquired. "Atlas", he said. "When I got him, his name was (I can't remember!) but every time I said it, it sounded like "Asshole" so I changed it to 'Atlas'." "And what's your name?" I asked. "Jeffrey, but everyone calls me JR".
JR got up to sing and left his pooch, a miniature pinser, on the seat next to where he was sitting. I moved to sit where JR had been just to see if Atlas would come over and he DID. When JR came back, he looked a little surprised. He had told me that Atlas wasn't keen on everyone and had even ignored me at first. Atlas had made himself comfortable on my lap and looked to his Daddy for approval.
JR and I became friends quickly. He took me out dancing; taught me some couple's dance moves, took me to dinner one of my last nights in Ft. Myers and took me on a short kayak trip to a little beach for lunch and shell search. I hung out with him a few times at the different bars that offered karoke. It's so funny, "happy hour" starts at 3PM over there!
By the time I left the island, Atlas and JR were my newest best friends. I was surprised to find some of the little things we had in common.
Mike had come back early Thursday morning and I got a "see you Saturday" text from him but that never happened. It was one excuse after another... all very apropos and I can only be mad at myself for telling him it was OK to lie; explaining to him my perspective on deception, that we will use it to protect ourselves and that's OK.
When Sunday came around, I got it that I wasn't going to see him at all. I spent all day Monday sulking in my apartment watching "Ancient Aliens" on the History channel.
At the end of the day, I decided that I was going to make the most of my last 3 full days there as I was to leave very early Friday morning. The next day, I rented the bike 3 more days, I figured out how to use my phone as a "hot spot" so that I could get internet in my room. Just one of the few things that wasn't great about my room.
I loved it there! I was steps away from the beach and walked it with my coffee every morning picking up shells and bits of trash that the beach patrol couldn't get. I miss that the most.
While I was super disappointed that Mike would rather work than meet up with me, it was very clear to me that I was not on his priority list and that was OK. After I spent all day Monday feeling lousy and exploring why I felt the way I did, I realized all the mis-takes I had made... going all the way back to when I first met Mike and also the mis-takes I made leading up to my trip.
It really felt like I had no other choice than to be for-giving love to Mike rather than hating on him. I couldn't say it was all his "fault". It takes to to tangle or tango.😉😆
I left without ever seeing him and while I could have stayed longer to have more fun, I felt surprisingly happy to arrive at DIA without that "let down" feeling I've had in the past after being on vacation and having to leave.
That's why the first post to this was titled "On top of the world" because that's what it felt like! I just listened to the newest channeling from Blossom with a message from "White Cloud" and he was asking if we could feel the Love... coming from deep within. That's exactly right! The level of confidence I'm feeling has just deepened. I KNOW I did some "work" and I got have fun too! lmao The "work" being closing the door to anything romantic with Mike and forgiving his choices that didn't include me.
When I think about it, if I had been hanging out with Mike the whole time, I never would have met JR and Atlas or met all the cool people at the Tuckaway and on the beach. I think we could have had a good time but it would have been very different than what I experienced and I'm really happy with what I created!
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