Copy Cat

     My s-i-l is writing about her life and putting morals to her stories so that her children may learn from her experiences.  I am going to take a page from her blog and write a little fable of my own.
     I thought the guy I was dating my freshman year of college liked me and we were working toward marriage.  I just thought he was shy and it didn't bother me that we had not kissed in the two or so months we had been dating.  I should have realized there were signs the relationship would go nowhere.  For example, he would link his arm with mine as we walked up the hill to the dorms, but he would drop it if anyone saw us.
     He and I team taught the Gospel Principles class and we loved teaching together.  It was soon Christmas break and he was going to come meet my parents and give me a ride back to school.  Big step, I know.  The meeting went fine and the next day he arrived bright and early for the ride back to Wyoming.  As soon as we got in the car he told me he kissed a girl at a dance at their first meeting.  I was livid but showed nothing.  We spent the rest of the day visiting his friends who assumed we were engaged because he was taking me to meet them.  I was humiliated.  This took so long that it was late before we were even halfway home.  He pulled off the freeway and parked.  He said he wanted a nap.  No he didn't; he wanted to pull me into his arms and kiss me.  I was so angry.  How dare he.  He cheated on me and then had the audacity to kiss me?!  We were over.  We drove the last few hours in silence and I spent the next year and half hating him.
     I finally let it go and decided he was just as afraid of not finding someone to love as I was.
     Moral of this story:  Don't let your fear of being alone determine who you date.  If you do not think the relationship will end up in marriage then end it as amicably as possible as soon as possible.