The Big Question

I was asked a question today that I have been asked many times. I was asked "How do you know he is the one you should marry?" I could very easily say "When you know you know" but that statement is only partially true. Many times in our lives we experience a relationship where we feel so involved with someone we are convinced that he/she is "the one". How often does it turn out to not be the truth? My answer is this: I think about my life and my path before him and I think about my life and my path now, his presence in my life has created the greatest amount of positivity and motivation. To me, the person that you spend the rest of your life with should be the person that makes the most change in you. The person that sees the worst in you and does not blink twice about it. The one person that you think " when he is really gone, where will I be?"

Friends/Enemies

You know that old song"Thin Line Between Love and Hate"? There has never been a phrase more accurate. The line between "friend" and "enemy" is minute. It is even smaller than the line between love and hate.The only difference between friend and enemy is that your friends know the line to cross and would not DARE cross it.

Love,Actually

The definition of Love is "a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person". The definition of profound is "thorough or complete". So essentially Love is a "thorough and completely tender,passionate affection for another person". Thorough in the way that getting to the point of "love" in a relationship requires a battery of tests and obstacles that one must go through and pass to be loved. Love is not something to be taken lightly. It is something people kill over,cry over and die over. For as hard as love is, it is the sweetest thing known to man. The sweetest thing you will have the great fortune of feeling.

Woman's Role/Worth

If you ask my grandmother she will tell you "a woman's job is to love her husband whatever the cost". She grew up in an era where the woman's role was to do it all..work,cook,clean, care for the kids and do it all tomorrow, without complaint. It was just her job. When did the woman become so independent that the thought of doing it all becomes almost offensive to them. It was not that long ago, that we did what we were told and that was the end of it. I enjoy my independence and rights as a woman but sometimes I think it would be easier if I lived in a time where I knew my role and I knew my worth and I accepted it without question.

My First Blog

Well I have officially joined the world of blogging. A few years back I was writing poems and writing things down on papaer and in notebooks(before there was blogging) and for some reason I stopped. I now find myself at a stage in life where I need to start writing my feelings down because not everything is something to talk about but everything is something to write about.I will post some of those old poems as well as some new ones and just some everyday things that go on.