Prior to meeting Jack the prefix 'poly' was just another Greek term for many. After a series of failed monogamous relationships I found myself vaguely searching internet sites for someone to share my life with. You know that fairy tale so popularized by society, I had not found it and, up to that point my options online they aren't all that great. But I digress...
I had not looked in on that site for a while, nor the email account attached to it, then something told me to check up on both accounts and see if there had been any activity. There it was, an email letting me know I had a message; a simple invitation to peruse a profile and then make a choice.
At first I was hesitant. Like so many, the notion of poly anything in regard to a relationship brought up images of early mormons and current offshoot cults and their activities recently in the media. The missive was old, almost a month, but after mulling in the solitary life I figured 'what the heck, lets see if I even get a response.' If I gained a friend that would be preferable to nothing. The worst that could happen would be I was too late and wouldn't hear from him. To my surprise, I got a response. After a quick exchange of cell numbers and a series of questions, we met up for coffee.
Admittedly, I was nervous as heck and expecting that, like so many times, I was setting myself up to be disappointed. I was mistaken, for it was a roaring success. We continued to text and soon he invited me to come and meet Lily and Cupcake, already a bit leery of how I'd be accepted, or even if I'd be accepted. I agreed and in a short while, met two wonderful women and a gaggle of great kids.
Fast forward a year and I'm still here. I cannot imagine not being with Jack or spending time with the family. I haven't given up on that fairy tale completely, hopeless romantic that I am. I'm still looking for others to share my life with and as it goes right now I would want to continue expanding my branch of this poly family. Time will tell.
-Priestess S
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