Sweet Thursday

It has been almost a year since I got married, and many things happened. Thursday was no exception.

Above all, I let my driving for growth on my career run wide. I let it own me. Yes, it was a way to forget the outside world, the problems and desappointments (and heart breakings).

When I met my D., I was again planning on  going abroad (again and again), with job, housing and everything already set. I did not quite understand that young man affirming that I was going nowhere. He was so convinced I was to stay exactly where we were.
Time passed, and we found ourselves in love with each other, soon starting with a relationship. We got married, and we have been happily married since then.
Yesterday, I got a call from a restaurant owner. She wanted me to move back to where once I lived, and work at the restaurant. I was so excited, that, for a few minutes, I felt the old rush through my veins. That feeling of adventure, and the unknown knocking on my door. I even thought of going, if the job was to stay weekdays, so I could come home on the weekends.
However, the first minutes passed, and the idea sank in.

Wake up in a different bed, not seeing D. there. Going to bed without him. Not having him to laugh with me, nor hug me when I need, nor I hug him when he need me.
How could I live this way? I remember our vows on the wedding day, and this... Adventure... Did not fit.

So, not even looking behind me, I chose the right. And I am blessed for doing so.

Cheers.

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