We often ask ourselves the question: Who are we really?
And then we quickly follow that up by telling other people who we think they are. Like we have judged ourselves to be ok, but other people fall short. I think the reason is easy to see: We judge ourselves by what we think we are going to do, but other people by their deeds, by what they have actually done.
So, back to cheating spouses. They might have a thousand exc
Knowing your reality. What you want to do and what you actually get done
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April 30th, 2012 | Tags: Alternative Views, Big Questions, Gripes, Unfaithful | Category: Life Lessons, Life Questions, Personal, Words | Comments Off
During a recent Jerry Springer episode the inevitable cheating spouse was again revealed – no surprises there.
But in his closing lines Jerry captured the essence of a abusive relationship, and I’m going to repeat his words as best as I remember it. He said:
You know, nothing so hurts the heart as to find out that the person you’ve opened up to, you made yourself vulnerable to, physically and emotionally gave everything you had to, that that person outright deceived you and offered himself / herself to another.
It is not the shared sex that so offends, depending on the mindset that could be interpreted as simply an exercise to feel good and remove the tension, but when the cheating is touching the heart, when your significant other now actually cares about the person they are being intimate with, without telling you that their feelings have shifted to another, well, that’s an abuse. Also more damaging than a physical pounding.
How do you stay honest in a relationship? Well, you assume your partner is always with you even when you and he/she are not.
I agree with Jerry, but what do you think? Cheating on your spouse remains an abuse.
April 30th, 2012 | Tags: Unfaithful | Category: Family, Life Lessons, Personal | Comments Off
Tiffiny rides the supertube victoriously! These are happy moments for a daddy, when his little one is enjoying life and riding the wave so to speak.
But my little one is growing up. She will be a tweeny soon and I will not always be able to protect her, any longer. Soon she will fall in love, try foods I never had in the house, do silly things on impulse without asking first. And I’m worried. Did I prepare her well enough? Did I give her everything she needs to cope with life.
Over at Tim Hoch’s blog [click here] he lists the 50 rules for his daughters. They are very cool and I’m sure his girls are going to be ok. He is spot on with his 50 rules for daughters.
Number 28 caught my attention though: “28. A broken heart is the burden you will sometimes bear for the beautiful gift of the capacity to love.”. If there is one thing I want my daughter to do, it is to love fully. Love her dad, her mom, her brothers and sisters, and yes, love the ugly hairy monster who is going to break her heart.
For it is only when you have loved completely, and lost the love, that you will understand how precious your love was.
Live life to the fullest. Love to the fullest. Give your heart fully and don’t hold back, because you will never want to look back and regret the fact that you only loved half. For we never know what tomorrow holds.
P.S. Don’t forget the other 49 rules, they are there for your own protection!
April 30th, 2012 | Tags: Growing Older, Memories, Parenting | Category: Family, Life Lessons, Words | Comments Off
The “experts” tells us it takes 2 years to get over anything – death, divorce or disaster. The say no more, it should take less but that is the maximum allowed. A mere 700 days before you must move on?
The “experts” are wrong. Very wrong. Go thank them for being the insensitive bastards that they are.
It takes 5 years, 8 months and 14 days.
Thats only 2084 days. Or 2084 night times that I cried myself asleep into my pillow.
That’s 50016 hours where I promised myself that if I can just get through the next hour I might be ok. The longest hours are when you lie awake at night, but trust me that an hour at work while trying to cope with life’s other challenges can be just as long.
And that is 180,057,600 times that my heart didn’t want to beat, times that it was forced to beat by some stupid primordial cerebellum that insisted I should survive for who-knows-whatever reason I certainly didn’t understand. How can your heart beat if it was ripped from your chest and thrown to the pigs while still beating?
It is roughly 3 million minutes where time stood still, like when the moon blocks out the sunshine and everything is dark
For every breath that I took, maybe 12 or 15 million of them, there was a moment where the pain was too much.
I suppose every person is different and every situation has its own merits. Maybe you can complete the journey in less, maybe you need more time. The only comment I can make is that you will know when the journey is over. You will know when you are through it, when you’ve reached the other side. For some people it will be quick, for other people it might take longer. Take your time and just keep on walking step by step.
For when it is over and you can put the load down, it opens you for some new experiences, and the Universe might reward you with something really awesome that made the journey worth while.
April 1st, 2012 | Tags: Divorce, Memories | Category: Life Lessons, Life Questions, Personal | Comments (3)
