Where did he go?

Have you ever noticed how many times men have said to women "why are you trying to change me?" This statement always amazed me because every guy i have ever dated started out as the 'perfect man' or some 'prince charming', you know the type; he's gallant, opens doors for you, he loves everything you love, he agrees with you most of the time, he thinks you're funny, you think he's funny, he constantly tells you how gorgeous you are, he loves your quirky manners, he loves all the food you cook, your wish is his command, he loves your pet, etc etc. Ahhhhh those were the days! We always fall in love with those guys, who wouldn't?!

Then after a few months or years, the total opposite happens, you have no idea who the guy you wake up with every morning actually is. You start to wonder, where's the guy i met?! The one who used to do all those nice things and whisper sweet nothings in my ear? Not the one who forgets we're standing right behind him when he walks through and closes the door in our face, not the one who totally ignores everything we say to them, yet claim we never tell them anything, not the one you can walk by buck naked and he doesn't even notice you're there, not the guy who things bulching noices are something we look forward to, etc etc. Heck no, not that guy, who would fall in love with him?!

Then one day, you dare ask.....and then....yep....that famous statement "Why are you trying to change me?!" Change you? Honey, i'm just trying to find the guy i met........simple ;)

Meet the children

As mother day approaches, i can't help but wonder why there isn't a 'stepmom/stepdad' day. Luckily there are a lot of great parents out there and bless them that they are honoured with a very special day dedicated to them. But why do the great step-parents never seem to matter? Some of them are pretty darn fantastic, yet we are labelled as the 'bad guys'. Is this thanks to all those fairytales and movies that make us out to be the villains? Nothing could be further from the truth.

Growing up i had the experience of having a few stepmoms, some were great, others not so great, mind you, i have to give them all credit for trying as hard as they did. As an adult, i've never had the pleasure of having my own children, however, i've had the pleasure of having many stepchildren....the good, the bad, and the......well, you get it. And i have dated some men that were stepdads, and they were amazing.

So to all you step-parents out there, never give up trying, there are people out there who know how much you care and work hard, bless you :)

What a pain

I always thought that as i grew older [or should i say wiser] that life would get so much easier.... relationships would be such a cinch... Now that i, and the men i am dating have 'been there and done that', it should be all uphill from there...NOT ! I figured we all learned from our mistakes as well as the mistakes of others, ha ha. Well i could not have been MORE wrong, what i actually see is how 'JADED' we have all become.

Remember the time when we were yound and carefree and in love? We actually believed that there was nothing and nobody who could stop us; we felt young and full of energy to face this great big world and all that is in it. Our dreams and desires were so high that we let these rosy coverered clouds get the better of our judgement and common sense.

Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with feeling that way, honestly it is one of the happiest times of your life. Mind you, not that getting older and hitting middle age is all THAT bad, it actually has it perks if you can get over the back/arm/shoulder/hip pain that seems to be creeping up on you when you are not looking. Actually, fact is even if you are looking, you don't actually see as well as you used to.

What i DO like about getting older/wiser is how much better i know myself, inside and out. I'm not just talking 'feelings' here, i'm talking about your very own body, WOW...... Although i now know what i don't like, i actually am now being blessed with the knowledge of what i actually DO like, even though i can't always seem to reach that goal..........must be the pain in my shoulder/arm/back....................arrrrrgh ;-)

So spring has finally sprung, a time of new beginnings....or is it? Sometimes i have to wonder if it's not indeed a time of reflection. Looking at all the new life that is starting to surround me, i can't help but envy the true beauty of the nature that we all see and tend to take for granted, and if you think about it, Nature really knows how to deal with everyday trauma, yet it tends to bounce back, regardless of the circumstances and drama that is thrown it's way; we definately have a lot to learn from Mother Nature :)