my not-so-little matchmaker

Last night Ashlee called me to ask about my weekend.

She asked, “Did you and Mr. Chad have fun on Saturday?”

I told her he and I always have fun. Well…except that one day three years ago. The day Nick died.

“Did he spend the night?” she boldly inquired.

I was taken aback by her line of questioning. “Ashlee!”

“Mom…did he?”

“He'd had too much to drink so he slept on the couch if you must know. I wasn’t about to let him drive home in the condition he was in,” I replied.

“I know you dated each other way back when. I know you broke up with him. Carson (his son) told me. What I don’t know is why. Why did you do that, Mom?”

I felt as though she was rehashing my life decisions and giving me the third degree.

“Honey, I was in love with him but he wanted to get married and have children. I wasn’t ready to get married at that point in my life and I couldn’t have children. I loved him enough to let him go find what he wanted,” I responded.

Ashlee was quiet for a minute.

“Why are you asking me about this, honey? This is old history,” I stated.

She then said this, “Here’s what I think…” She sighed. “I know no one can ever replace my daddy. No one ever. But I think Mr. Chad would be the next best choice for both of us and I think you should think about that seriously.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. I’m so glad she “thinks” so much. That expensive college is sure paying off!

“Are you trying to fix me up with Chad?”  I snickered my response.

“DUH!” she shouted into the phone. “That’s why I called him to help you! He’s the only other person I know that makes you happy. Be a grown up, Mom, and open your eyes!”

Wow! Nick was right. She does get more like me every day.

I started to say something and she interrupted me…

“He’s been waiting in the wings for you to give him another chance for over thirty years! Mr. Chad is alone and you’re alone and I don’t want you to be alone anymore. I’ve always liked him. I think it’s time for you to move forward. What are you waiting for?”

What indeed.