I am so happy to hear you are enjoying yourself. That is awesome.

I remember when I was 35 and I went to Costa Rica for the Christmas break. I had been a born again virgin for 11 years and didn't think I was looking for romance when I heading out for 2 weeks of sun and relaxation. Mostly I was just trying to avoid my usual Christmas blues since my mother had passed on. I just needed a change of scenery and impulsively jumped on a plan.

A few days into my trip I met up with a guy from Australia... haha... fancy that! Anyways, he was great fun and all the stars alligned for me to let go of all my reserves and inhibitions and fall into a full on holiday romance with him. He and another guy had been travelling for several months throughout Central and South America. He wasn't due to return to Australia for a couple of more months.

We travelled from the west coast where we had met and stayed for my first week in a very small resort village to the east coast for another week in an equally small resort village.

I was very clear with him and myself that I was just in it for holiday fun once the romance began. When it came time for me to fly home he was talking about travelling up to visit me. I insisted it wasn't an option. He couldn't come into my real life. I wasn't prepared to see what had grown between us grow any further. Its wierd I guess but I would never have been so quick to have sex with him if I were seeing him as a potential life partner. I wasn't prepared to invest emotionally.

As it turned out he didn't follow through on his threat to come to my home town but a part of me always wished he had. I saw his tears while he waved final goodbyes and as I rounded the corner out of his sight to board the plan I shed some of my own. I knew then that I was not as in control of my emotions as I thought I was but I also knew I would never see him again.

Not sure why this story comes to mind or why I am sharing it with you but there ya go just the same.