I've got three kids. My youngest just learned to walk. I've been divorced for two years now, after a nine year marriage. My oldest told me that it might be time to find some friends or go on a date or something. She's got wisdom beyond her years, so I'm gonna give this a try.
I can't relocate. That's been my biggest problem in finding like-minded friends. I'm not all that far from Tampa, and I'm not all that far from Gainesville, but I'm far enough to make the gasoline too expensive, and we're all longing for someone who at least understands why I bring my own cloth bags to the grocery store, ya know? It's very red here. Truck nuts are still a thing. Truck nuts are still a thing, y'all. But it's also gorgeous here. There are springs, and the river, and the gulf is not far. State parks, hiking trails, lakes, good fishing, lots of deer. It could be paradise--just add hippies. ;)
I mainly keep to myself and honestly have no drama. Well, except that my extended family votes republican, but we all still love each other, so we live and let live. My children's dad/ex-husband lives two hours north of us. He's not a bad guy and we co-parent well enough.
My kids and I rent an apartment currently. It's not ideal. I'm a part-time freelance content marketing writer, and I homeschool my two older children while caring for my baby. I'm also a Licensed Midwife, but I don't practice right now because my kids need me and delivering babies at two in the morning is not really a family-friendly career--especially for a single parent. Besides, I can make a lot more money as a writer, assuming the economy doesn't collapse. If it does, well, people will always be having babies and I keep my midwifery license current.
I'm working hard to save money to buy a chunk of land (2-5 acres) and a travel trailer. We want to live in the travel trailer while building a cottage. After 9 years of questioning my ex-spouse's love for me, I'm actually pretty happy living with just my kids, and I've unfortunately become a bit cynical when it comes to romantic love. But I must admit that I'm longing for adult conversation, someone to light a fat one with on Saturday evenings (but only on Saturday evenings, ya know?--we've got shit to do), someone who wants to raise chickens and goats and fruits and vegetables. Someone who loves kids and believes in kindness first and peaceful parenting. Someone who likes to laugh but knows when it's time to get serious.
I'm physically attracted to both men and women, especially hardworking men and women. I can spot laziness a mile away, and if that's you, we just won't get along, no matter how philosophical, spiritual, or loving you are.
When the zombie apocalypse comes, will you be running away to save yourself, or will you risk your own safety to protect children, women, and the elderly? Think about that good and hard. If you're in the first camp, please don't respond. Again, we just won't get along.
Two years ago, I watched my father die of a rare form of cancer. It was vicious. He suffered hard for two and a half months before his heart stopped--but it was the longest two and a half months I've ever experienced. He was surrounded by his wife (my step mother), his oldest daughter (me), and his youngest daughter (my 13-year old sister). Halfway through, he couldn't go to the bathroom by himself. My little sister suffered a hell of a lot more than he did. If you were in my father's shoes, and you were given two months to live, and you knew there was no treatment, and you knew that your family would see you go like that...would you have slowly faded away, or would you have taken the whole bottle of morphine and saved your family the suffering? Hard to know without being in that situation, I know. But I can tell you without hesitation that I would have made peace, said good-bye, and taken the morphine. We'll get along better if that's you, as well.
Re-reading this post, I sound a bit dark, but my life's circumstances don't define who I am. I actually love to laugh. I love playing with my baby and cuddling with my cat and bringing my kids to the springs. I'm excited to have a yard again (hopefully in the near future) so we can adopt a dog or two. When I love, I love hard. When I work, I work hard. I do nothing half-assed. I'm intense and I'm an open book. You'll never have to wonder if I'm angry or not.
I'm definitely looking for platonic friends, and I am beginning the search for a partner, but I am not looking for any hookups along the way. Not my thing; just doesn't work for me. I can't seem to separate emotional connection from physical connection. So, there's that.
If you think we'd get along well, send me a purple mooseage and I'll give you my email address so we can write back and forth. I don't have a smartphone by choice, so I don't really text (it takes forever on a flip phone without a keypad).
P.S. I cook everything from scratch.