The building blocks to a life well lived usually start from there. To nurture those in our family is to give them our unconditional love and support. What is missing from my life is a cheerleader, somebody to help me up when I fall down. Without a husband who cares and loves me I am just a middle aged lady growing cold.
Maybe I did. Maybe I moved blindly into a World that I was never prepared for. Maybe it is just another blip in the life of me. I want to cry but somehow I feel like I have been set free. That noose that was tightening around my neck was now gone. The only thing left to share was my honest truth and the blind faith that I had going forward.
We aren’t bad people. You loved us once. Now I will tell you the last peace that crushes my soul and hopefully I can experience some release.
Is selfishness and self preservasion the same thing? Well that is the confusing part. You never want to be put ahead of another living being. What entitles you to being better than something that was created to be loved and to be equal. Can’t we all just be born to be.
Letting me know that he only has to invest just enough to make him happy. Nothing more nothing less. Nothing makes a human being crazier than a lack of human touch.
To stay seems almost more daunting then to leave.
***let me start by saying it seems the world is far too sensitive these days. It’s like we can’t even share ideas or thoughts without offending somebody. Some issues are very serious and if reaching out to people can take away their pain, well I am sorry if I offend any one in the process…
I am not one for daytime TV. Usually I am busy cleaning, gardening, and playing my violin. And of course that is only when my Schmoo is napping. Oh yes and my daily blog/journal/thoughts. That is a must just to keep the positive momentum flowing. I decide to turn on “the View” and read “Sojourner…