I hate to become indecisive. After the many unsuccessful try in relationship with ladies, I met a lass, one of my tyros in the local college, who rekindled the passion inside me, which I thought, had simultaneously died with my last relationship. I was then caught in the middle. Should I give myself a chance to “rise” in love again or put that idea to oblivion?
I, then, give in to the idea of affording the “thing” one more chance with the hopefulness of greater or bigger success. I was motivated by the thought of ensuring things will work out for both of us.
Her parents’ show of distrust, distaste and disapproval of the relationship was our major challenge or sort of problem. There were apprehensions that she would not graduate and if she would, she’d subsequently get married.
Those things were over yet another is on the offing.
Expectations -a smooth running relationship is arm-reached following all the grapples of the first year. This is so because, if this is similar to a game, we have already reached the second level. The level where we have ample of time to discuss things, plans, etc that we want and concern us vis-à-vis the affairs of our immediate family.
This jiffy is timely to sort things out and discuss the future for both of us. I have been vocal about my desires and plans for my future with her. I am dying to start preparing the soils where I would plant the seeds for our future yet could not begin the toil for I don’t know and discern the seeds she wants us to grow.
This has been my DILEMMA for I don’t know where to start. All her plans have been kept secret to me. Until she would divulge to me her plans and desires for us, we can’t officially start living together our future today. Living together the future doesn’t literally mean living closely-physically and in one roof.
