North Bae

Life is truly a freaky thing.

In April I started working with someone I've worked with for quite some time...we'll call him L (yes- working at that famous fast food establishment we all know I love). Well one day L and I were working alongside one another and he mentioned his best friend that I dated a couple times two years prior (he was briefly discussed in my Ghosts are for Halloween blog post). L and I had a good laugh about it and naturally we snapped him a picture of ourselves to send to him. L and the ghost chatted back and forth and L teased me a bit about dating him but I shrugged it off..he was a ghost after all. I really didn't think anything of it.

Two days later this ghost reached out and asked me how I was (a chilling return). Naturally, I was bitter and wouldn't be scared this easily so I pumped my life up and said how great everything was but this ghost was persistent and broke me, making me shiver right to my core with his kindness and apology for his disappearing act in the first place.

This ghost was truly the sweetest person I'd talked to and said all kinds of nice things in support of what I was doing with my life- a support that I never experienced with J- but part of me still really wanted to explore things with J and see if there was anything there for us. I'll be honest though, I caught feelings for this ghost all while feeling the confusion for J after almost a year and it scared me. I tried to keep these chilling feelings hidden from everyone else...including myself for fear of being torn between the paranormal and a summer memory.

Blog fans- I did it. I got the courage to ask J what we were doing and when he told me no, that he wasn't interested in dating anyone and when I cried in front of him (apologizing for crying and showing emotion in front of him, I might add...) I decided I was done. It was time for us to remain friends and nothing more. It was time to focus on me and figure out me as a person before I even thought about letting anyone else in, building the brick wall back up; higher this time and more secure. WELL- two days after this, the ghost decided to haunt me some more and was the most upfront and honest person I think I have ever met. He confessed his feelings and I laid in my bed crying with my heart shattered into a million pieces. With the heartbreak from J and the honestly from the ghost, I found myself shivering from the chills that the ghost gave me. I was honest with him about my feelings and what I had been through (despite it being the sob story of the year and really nothing that traumatic, just hurtful) and he remained understanding and patient. I guess being a spirit worked in his favour because he didn't smash the brick wall down, he walked right through it, leaving it untouched and strong. He waited and slowly but surely he went from being a ghost to being my North Bae. Instead of smashing the wall down as quickly as he could, he left it to me after he walked through it- he put the control on me and has allowed me to take one brick down at a time, at my own pace. Don't get me wrong, he's definitely helped with the demo of it but he has quickly redeemed his ghost status and come back from the dead (even if I secretly want to call him "boo" as a cute nickname or something...its a play on ghost...get it?).

He's a forest firefighter in North Ba(e)y [super hot I know] and he has come home to see me on his days off, calls me constantly despite texting all day long, treats me with the utmost respect and showers me with kindness. Guess what kids, the E that you all know (and hopefully love) is growing up- I'm going there to see him, too.

I really have no idea where this guy came from but he saw me for me and picked up all of the little pieces left of my heart and every single day he works on putting it back together.

Life works in mysterious ways blah blah blah...but it does.

-E