SHARE YOUR WORLD
• What does a good relationship look like to you?
Having love and trust and, during times of happiness or conflict, a best friend.
• If you could turn any activity into an Olympic sport, what would you have a good chance at winning a medal for?
Probably crying. Or cleaning. I’m pretty good at that too.
• What do you wish you knew more about?
At this point in my life, I’d have to say The Bible.
• What is better in your opinion – asking for forgiveness or permission?
I’m not sure there’s really a good answer for this. Both suck.
• What’s the best thing about your life right now?
Right now I’d have to say that the best thing my life has got going is hope. For the first time in a decade there is honest to God hope that my little girl will finally walk.
I wonder if there’s someday
I might be the only one
You might need to make you happy
If that someday ever comes.
Don’t you know that I’m the one who
Has never gone astray
And that my heart is yours
Even when you’re far away..
(Not my best work……)
It takes a long time to grow an old friend..
©2019 ambernichole78 💕
If you don’t think, then you shouldn’t speak. – Mad Hatter
What’s an apology? I’m not sure they truly even exist anymore. Much like the elusive and virtually nonexistent ‘good men’ left in the world, heartfelt apologies have become something of a myth in this day and age..
Unfortunately the world is changing. The things we teach our kids.. The way we treat our loved ones, or even a stranger on the street.. It is no longer enough to simply “Do unto others..”. It’s not the American way anymore. Sadly, we have morphed into a country where it’s every man for himself and only the strong survive…
My momma always said that sometimes “I’m sorry” just isn’t enough and she’s right.
My ex husband was an asshole. Plain and simple. He was rude and he was mean and he had a raging temper that he couldn’t control. Not at first, of course, but the signs were all there. I just couldn’t see it.. or maybe I didn’t want to. I don’t know.. But even now, ten years later, I can remember being thankful that at least I always knew what he was feeling and what to expect. I can still hear his mom saying, “Hey, are you married? Then you’d better learn how to deal with him.”
I tried. I really did. I stuck it out for a long time in ways I never will again. I almost lost myself before I found the strength to walk away.
Lately I find myself looking around at how much things have changed since I left. How much I’ve changed.. I’m not even the same person anymore. It took me 30 years to realize I had any worth at all, and I won’t go back on that for anyone no matter how much I love them or want their attention.
What I want matters.
How I feel matters.
If it doesn’t.. then I guess I’m not where I should be.
I’ve been remarried for a while and now and live a different life. My husband and I have our moments, of course, but we’re a team. A package deal. We just work..