I’m as corny as Kansas in August,
I’m as normal as blueberry pie
No more a smart little girl with no heart,
I have found me a wonderful guy!
—from A Wonderful Guy, South Pacific
In mid-May, I met a lovely man on the best first date I’ve had in my whole life. Ken was smart, a wonderful conversationalist, a pure gentleman, cute, funny. We immediately fell into an easy, natural conversation about things that matter as we shared a bottle of red wine. By the time we had poured the last sips on that first date we had made a second date. And then we kept having more dates, finding a rhythm that worked with the complexity of our everyday lives.
One month in, we agreed to be a couple. Two months in, we were meeting the other’s family. Three months in, we’re acknowledging what we have is a loving, committed partnership.
Part of my personal reality is that I’ve been single for 36 years, opting out of every attempted relationship in favor of a monastic devotion to my work. I expressed this early on, sharing my fear that I would not be able to commit. He listened carefully and suggested we just see how it unfolded.
What has unfolded is deep, authentic, joyful, conscious, mutual and easy, easy, easy. Nothing but flow. I have overcome all of my own objections and have recognized that apparently I can have a relationship without sacrificing my work in the world. I am proud of myself for knowing that I wouldn’t engage in anything that wasn’t just like this. And, as he gently teases me, it’s a good thing that this is just like this so I can stick around.
I’d like to introduce you to Ken through an Alphapoem that I wrote at the one-month mark. I know you’ll welcome him into our community as my wonderful guy!
We share joy, trust, truth,
the Us of us emerging–
We are Kay and Ken.