Just before Thanksgiving, my new older man, Keegan, and I slept together for the first time—and it was incredible. But then we kissed each other goodbye and headed our separate directions for the holiday. I spent Thanksgiving with my family and he spent thanksgiving with his family.
During Thanksgiving dinner, I told my family all about him, including that I was certain he was the one for me. I had hoped he was doing the same, but, as I’ve said before, Keegan was extremely hesitant and cautious. Being the private person that he is, he said nothing to them.
We spent several days together at my apartment between Thanksgiving and Christmas. We had enough of dinners and dates out, so instead, we spent a majority of our time between the sheets, cuddling and talking about everything and anything.
By the time Christmas rolled around, we were at a good enough stage that gift giving was acceptable. Because it was my first Christmas in my apartment, I had no decorations. So, he surprised me with a small three-foot tree, ornaments, lights, and the whole shebang. It was just perfect for the small space. This really struck a chord with me, because it was such a simple, well thought out gift that meant so much more than diamonds, designer hand bags, or money. He went to the store and thought specifically about what would make me happy. An inexpensive tree and Christmas decorations along with spending time at home with him was what made me happy, so he made it happen.
Keegan had a collection of hats that were just slightly outdated, but because he is bald, he needs hats in the winter. I had searched up and down to find the right kind of hat that wouldn’t irritate his scalp or cause sweating before finding the perfect one. It was in style and matched his favorite leather jacket. It was, yet again, a simple, well thought out gift that he would actually use.
We spent New Year’s Eve together and watched fireworks downtown with the rest of the city to ring in the new year. We went out to eat and ended up taking a majority of the food home. It was a magical New Year’s for me, because in previous years I had never really celebrated it with anyone. With my ex Marco, he was always out of the country. Before that I was almost always single around New Year’s Eve. These last few months were my first experience actually celebrating the holidays with someone I loved deeply, and who wanted to celebrate with me.
We were simply on cloud nine when we were together. However, I was sensing that he was still dating one of the women he met online through his dating profile. I knew this because he would go silent. At one point, he actually went out on a date with one woman earlier in the evening before coming over to my apartment right after. I could tell immediately and when I asked him, he didn’t lie or try to hide it. That was it for me. I couldn’t handle being second fiddle to whatever floozy he had decided to go on a date with because of the profile I’d helped him write…