Unicorns

Creepy. Get it.
It's just that recently I was having a *really* bad day at work and Jon texted me that he was sending me face punches and a baby unicorn. And I found this image on the Internet. And sent it to him. We've both been creeped out since.

What am I doing?

I am hopelessly enamored with him. He has fought his way right into my heart and now I want to fork a stake into my own soul to kill all emotions that I have.

I still love G. That isn't going to ever, ever change. And since the Jon situation has become a thing with me and G, G has come at me *hard*...as in, I want a very serious future with you. I'm a slight bit confused by that? But as couples our age do, we are working that out in therapy. Groan.

Jon just makes my day. He texts me the most hilarious things. He's adorable and creepy and tall and funny and looks at me like there is no one else in the world to even see. I sniff his beard (which he has yet to seasonally shave because I've made it clear that I like it there on his face.) He stares at me. He has this simple dimple on the left side of his smile that really only surfaces when something really touches him, whether it's a word, a laugh, a drawing, a slight small thing. His son.

His son...Fitz. Fitz brings out the cute indent in Jon's face. Fitz is unbelievably amazing, and I sometimes just think how easy it would be to relent to that life with them, become Jon's full time partner, a step-in mom for Fitz (who loves me like there is no tomorrow.) Fitz recently gifted me a tiny Lego Storm Trooper figure because every time we build Star Wars Legos, I mention that Storm Troopers are my favorite.

But G.

G and I are working through so much stuff right now. It's happening in a forward motion and feeling right and smart but at this same time...I cannot help but wonder if I might love two people at the same time?

And if so, what do I do?