Auld Lang Syne

Tomorrow is my anniversary.

I met my partner at a New Year’s Eve party last year hosted by a mutual friend. When he walked through the door and I got a first look, I couldn’t stop looking (yes, this is kind of cliché, but indulge me). Who is this handsome man, I thought? I made sure to make my way over to have a conversation, and the rest is history (my last cliché, I promise).

An old friend from L.A. just last week asked me how serious I was and if I was in love. It’s definitely for real and for the long-term, I told her. I thought it was a strange question. After a year, would she think I’d still be dating someone casually?

But the question made me reflect on ways this relationship is different.

In my previous relationships, I pretty much had a “take things one day at a time” mentality. I didn’t project far ahead, partly because I was protecting myself. I have had the rug pulled out from under me more than once, so it was safer not to pin hopes on an ideal that could easily be dashed. Moreover, I’m an independent person with so many other things going on already – career, writing, friends, family, social outings, church, etc. A man was never needed to fill the space or be the missing piece of the puzzle – two phrases that make me vomit when I hear them being used.

And whether it was cynicism and/or pragmatism, I flatly believed nothing was forever and it was ludicrous to have expectations and set myself up for failure. After all, life happens as you're making plans. A man here today can easily be gone tomorrow.

My thinking has changed, though, and I've adopted a fresher perspective before I knew it. Finally, I felt comfortable imagining a partnership 5, 10, 20+ years down the road. I realized I can have my long-term goals of my career and such, and know my relationship can fit into that.

I have more of an acute sense of longevity and what work may have to be done to attain a goal I routinely scoffed at. I feel like whatever changes life brings, I can grow with my partner. And there’s not a fear a long-term relationship will reap mendacity, complacency, and resentment. It can bring constant discoveries, new adventures, and happiness if we allow it.

After many months, I began referring to my boyfriend as my partner to most everyone. I did it without thinking and can’t even remember when I started. ‘Boyfriend’ sounded too temporary, even teenager-y. The word partner just felt right.

This all makes it seem I never had great happiness, respect, honesty, communication in my previous relationships. I had most of those qualities in various degrees, but it all never seemed to come together until now.

It also makes it seem like the relationship is perfect, but it’s not and we’ve had a few hiccups along the way like every other couple. When you have two different people, you have challenges and embark upon a learning process.

The key is knowing that I can’t control my future, but I can control my viewpoints, priorities, and goals. And I can reach for the brass ring without worrying about doubts and “what if”s holding me back.

So I will ring in 2009 counting my blessings like before, but realize the great potential of what lies ahead. I can’t wait for the second anniversary