I’m Stormy Morning, and yes that is my real name. Out of my siblings I got the worst name. It’s fitting, I did roll in like a storm and shook things up quite a lot, especially in my teen years. Okay, so yeah, I messed up some during that time. Quite a lot, actually.
No, I didn’t kill anyone or do anything that serious. But I did mess up enough to lose my family’s respect and trust. I have regrets, but I redeemed myself. I fixed it and I’m never going back there. Now I’m reliable and also fun to be around. That was the problem, I had the fun part down but lost the reliable aspect.
We’re not talking about the average teen not doing their chores. We’re talking about making commitments and just blowing them off without telling anyone. Leaving someone stranded for hours until they finally give up and walk home. Disappearing until way past curfew without a word to anyone, scaring them to death. All because I found a more ‘fun’ thing to do instead. That sort of stupidity.
I let them down so much, it was so completely wrong and messed up. Regrets are hard to live with and forgiving yourself is even harder. They forgave me long before I forgave myself. At least I woke up before I did anything unforgivable. I didn’t lose them completely and I was able to make it right.
I grew up, not just physically, but also mentally and emotionally. I realized that relationships are far more important than having a fun time. The best is when you can have a fun time while building relationships and doing it responsibly. It’s all about balance, that’s the key.
So now I own a sweet shop with my siblings. I go to bed by eight every night except Saturday night, since I don’t have to be to work at four in the morning on Sunday. I work thirteen hour days and enjoy it. I still have fun and hang out with my friends when I can. But my family and responsibilities always come first.
I don’t date anymore, not until I look at her and know right off that she’s my other half. Crazy? I would have agreed with you not too long ago. Then I saw Windy meet Robert and they instantly fell so hard. I thought it was awesome but not something you see very often. Then it happened to Sunny too, and half the town after that.
I no longer think it’s crazy, and I’m waiting for mine. It would be crazy not to. I don’t know when she’ll show up but I know she will eventually. I’m not in a big hurry, but it is hard being the only one not matched up and having babies. I’m enjoying being an uncle, I really love those cute little munchkins.
Someday I’ll get my turn. She’ll show up and I’ll see her. My heart will know her and will tell me that my wait is over. I’m determined to wait for her, it’ll be worth it. A little patience now will give me immense joy for the rest of forever.
I haven’t always been great with patience but it’s something I’ve developed while stubbornly regaining my family’s trust. I’m using that talent and the stubbornness I’ve always had together to stay positive while I wait for my lady. She’s coming, I know she is. She could be on her way right now, my wait may be over any day now…