Her New Man....

I should be happy, right? Even though he isn't my dad, I should be happy. My mom is happier that I have seen her in a long time and I love seeing her happy, but... I guess I am not as thrilled as I should be...


A couple months ago, I was reading in bed and I heard my mom on the phone the next room over. She was laughing and giggling and then... I heard the word date. I couldn't believe it; my mom said she would tell me if she ever went on a date. I needed to know for myself so the next morning, I asked her.
She was all weird about it and told me that she wasn't going on one. I knew the truth, I had heard it through my wall.
A couple weeks later, she told us about him. My face showed I was cool with it all but on the inside, my heart was screaming. We ended up going to dinner with him.
Paul was his name. He was really nice, and funny, and... um... talkative. I liked him but I hated the idea of having to share my mommy.
After all that flew by, I found out that they had been dating for like two months before I had heard about it through the wall. Crazy huh?
Well, now they are in Hawaii and I have no say in it. Sure, she asked me if she could go but what was I going to say? No?



I guess, I have a bittersweet thing going for Paul. This is all new to me so I am still getting used to it. At least my mom is happy.......