A Stepmom’s Love Story

Mar 10, 2011 by Peggy Nolan

I just love a good love story, don’t you? This one delivers on all it’s goodness! Sit back and enjoy full time stepmomma of three, Kathryn Morrigan Myers‘ true love story! (And in case you’re wondering, I’m more than loving my bliss bubble with my Richard! Ah…Key West is the perfect spot to reconnect after six months of aching separation!)

On November 9, 2010 my best friend took me out to dinner at an Indian restaurant on the far side of town. I was extremely nervous. We’d been out lots of times together over the last six months but everything had changed between us because of a misunderstanding which had finally come to a head.

The misunderstanding defined the very beginning of our friendship. In fact, without it we would not have spent the last six months carefully building a purely platonic relationship built on trust and affection. When I met him, I announced to him right away that we were going to become great friends. He interpreted this as a moratorium on any possibilities of future romance – which was not at all what I’d intended!

That first six months we did an amazing dance of sorts. I would go out with him for the evening, come home and sigh all night thinking about how amazing he looked while screaming out a White Zombie song onstage when we did karaoke, or how thoughtfully he’d treated me at dinner with friends, or how much I just wanted to reach across and hold his hand while we watched a movie. When I was frustrated about the breakup of a casual dating relationship he was the first person I would call to cry to. He would laughingly share how he’d told his sisters all about me and they kept asking why we weren’t dating because I sounded perfect. We would joke about how he was “me in man-form” and declare that our friendship was the greatest the world had ever seen because we could tell each other anything, have tons of fun together, snuggle for comfort, then part ways with no problems.

Right. No problems. I was in my kitchen doing dishes one afternoon, thinking about the plans we’d made to see each other again, and found myself simultaneously blushing and crying. I was blushing because of the naughty thoughts I’d caught running through my head about my best friend and crying because I realized that things couldn’t go on this way. I decided that the next time I saw him I was going to have to tell him that I had feelings for him, that I understood that he didn’t feel the same way but that I was going to have to take some time away to get my head together.

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