My birthday had just passed and my grandmother
had given me a raggedy book about why dating is important. Ok grandma, I get
that I’m growing older but I just don’t want to emotionally invest myself into
somebody. I’m selfish! Anyway, this was very typical of her. She’s always
trying to get me to meet some guy, become star-crossed lovers and get married.
Not going to happen, Grams. I obviously wasn’t going to read it, but I do have
the decency to write a thank you card at the least. However, I needed her to stop
trying to get me to meet somebody, so the only possible way for that to happen
was to make a teeny tiny little fib. Here’s how my letter went:
“Dear Grandma,
Thank you so much for the book on
why dating Is important! I’ve definitely changed my perspective on men, which
had actually completely changed my life. After finishing the book, I had
suddenly become astonishingly inspired to find love. And surprisingly, that’s
what happened! Ok, so it all began early on a Saturday morning. I was rushing
to go run some errands but wanted a cup of coffee first. I made my way to a
coffee shop and ordered myself a cup of bitter liquid. While I was walking out
the door of the little café, somebody had bumped into me and made me spill my
coffee all over myself. Sticky and angrily, I was about to rage on this person
until I was suddenly stunned by his piercing blue eyes that were staring into
my soul. Suddenly all of the anger that fulfilled my mind vanished as I was now
star stuck by his beauty. It seems that he had also felt the connection as he
was completely speechless. It was amazing! It was only then when he swept me
off my feet and carried me into the moonlight sky. Yes grandma, the coffee
accident was so tragic that it consumed my whole day. Really, it did. Anyway,
after having a Cinderella-like moment, we fell in love and eloped. Grandma,
I’ve finally found love! And it’s all thanks to you and your amazing gift. If
it weren’t for you I wouldn’t be in the infatuating love that I’m currently in.
However, my prince charming is immensely shy so you won’t be meeting him
anytime soon. Maybe he’ll get over his shyness in about four years or so, but
until then, we send out our blessings to you and are forever thankful for your
gift of love. Thank you so much grandma!”
Ok, I know what you’re thinking. No, I did not
lie to my grandmother. I simply just told a fib. I mean, I will find love one
day, just not soon. But until then I think I’ve shrugged off my grandmother’s
profound amusement in my love life. I don’t think she’ll be sending me anymore
cheesy books about love. And no I did not read the book and no I will not ever
read it. I’m actually about to go and donate it right now. But hey, thanks for
the thought Grandma.
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