The Other Man in my Life

The Other Man in my Life

The other man in my life is kind, generous, funny, cute and pretty much an all around top notch guy. Before you get too concerned, don’t worry my husband knows about him. In fact he kind of hijacked our date last night. Curious?

My daughter had plans to sleepover a friend’s house and my husband was supposed to have dinner out of town. For days my guy and I planned what we would do, just the two of us. After much debate, we decided on the Speedway and dinner at a local favorite. He really likes the chocolate cake at that place.

I was so happy to spend time with my special guy because I know this isn’t going to last forever. At some point in the next handful of years, he will leave and I don’t know if he’ll come home again or settle in some other part of the world. The other man in my life is my son and he is weeks away from turning 13.

The first thing he wanted to do was race electric go carts. This is something he is freakishly good at and he loves it. We got to the place and there were a dozen or so 20-somethings waiting to race. I’m sure they saw my short, skinny kid and thought, poor guy hope he doesn’t cry when we beat him. Nay, nay my boy raced three times came in second for the first race and came in first for the second and third races. I tried not to laugh out loud, it was difficult. He was racing guys that chose names like meatgobbler and BigDaddy and he crushed them, hard.

My husband joined in for dinner and the venue changed to meet his request. I have to admit I was a little sad to shorten my exclusive night with my son. I feel blessed that we have such a close relationship and he is just a joy to be around.

Is there another man in your life?


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