the awkward bump.

disclaimer: this is not the post where i announce i'm pregnant despite the reference to a 'bump' in the title.

instead. this is a reference to an article i read earlier today. a reference to 'the single life.' a reference to the hope we all hold onto for that awkward bump that leads to more. that leads to forever.

maybe i'm crazy OR maybe i just live in this world where i'm under the spell of the fairy tale. either way. i'm good with it.

i like living with the hope. i like believing in true love (even if i know true love is something that takes time, work, communication... and compromise... among a million other things). i like believing that true love is still possible in a world where weiner communicates via text and facebook with every woman he can lure into his fantasy despite having a wife who stands at his side as it all comes crashing down.

i might be nearing the age of thirty and not yet found that perfect 'career'. i might be single. i might own a condo and have a puppy. but i still believe the fairy tale is possible for me (and anyone else for that matter).
what's the point of giving in and going with it for something that is merely comfortable?

the fairy tale is not comfortable. it is real. through the ups and downs. through the kisses and late-night fights. and this is me hoping. me offering up hope for everyone else in the same place.

it's out there. the awkward bump that leads to more. the awkward bump that leads to a life spent in tandem. the awkward bump that brings two people together to extend the family you already know and love.

so as the weekend arrives... cheers to believing. cheers to hoping.
cheers to the awkward bump.