He loves me, He loves me not . . .

Recently someone asked me if I believed in true love. Now, for most people this answer should be easy but for me it takes a lot of thought. After much consideration I have to say, Yes, I believe in true love. I believe it is possible . . I choose to believe it is possible . . .I need to believe it is possible.


I think the biggest issue we face in finding true love is the fact most people are “in love” with the idea of being “in love” and they try to force it. There is an old country song with the lyrics “if it don’t come easy you gotta let it go….” I am a firm believer in this philosophy. Do not get me wrong, I know there will be conflict and things couples will need to work out, but if your relationship consists of constantly working things out rather than just being together there is a problem.

I also believe people force “true love” because they are tired of being alone or they feel lonely. I am not afraid to be alone; in fact, I look forward to my alone time. Being single for so long has not been overly difficult on me. I have my children to keep me busy and company but there are time I would welcome that special someone to share things with and I feel the sense of “lonely” creep in. However, one of the worst feelings in the world is crawling into bed at night, pulling up the covers and feeling a deep sense of loneliness and a void that splits your soul while lying next to your spouse.

To quote The Notebook . . . “It is the possibilities that keep us going, not the guarantee”. When we are guaranteed something, we ultimately end up taking it for granted and not working to maintain that which is already ours. I look forward to the possibility of true love . . .

Snake in the Grass . . .

I am not sure which I find more disappointing. The fact that a woman who is so insecure with herself and her relationship that she spews insults and rolls her eyes at the mention of my name or the fact she is likely going to be the step mother of my children.

I am not sure why this sudden dislike occurred. When I lived in Austin she and I would talk, email and were friends on Facebook. Then when I moved here . . . well suddenly I become the antichrist. For me, I could honestly care less if she likes me. I have never been one to base my self worth on what others think about me. However, when her petty and childish outbursts start to affect my children I begin to have a very big problem with such behavior.

The one thing I learned a long time ago, especially when you are going to be blending a family, is that under no circumstances do you ever say anything negative or derogatory about the other parent or step parent. It is not healthy for the children and in the end it is not healthy for your relationship. I personally think that this is common sense but then again, those who feel they are highly educated are often void of the common sense gene. Not only does it make you look bad but in the end it will end up driving a wedge in the relationship of the kids and their father.

I am hoping this conduct will come to and end or at a bare minimum will not occur in front of my children in the future. She can vent all she wants to her soon to be spouse and I have actually given her the open opportunity to vent to me directly. However, like most cowards, she would prefer to direct her venom on the innocent. But rest assured, if it happens again, she will be dealing with me, whether she wants to or not.

Okay, I feel much better . . .

This post was edited slightly to ensure credibility