Dear Readers;
I hope you have been following my three part series on "Plenty Of Fish In The Sea." If not, you can simply scroll down to view parts one and two. My initial post starting this blog, will be in the archives, listed in November.
As I mentioned in part one, as a young girl, I use to go fishing quite often with my dad, and then as an adult, I took my daughters fishing as well. I remember that there use to be a product that you would spray on the bait (whatever you were using) that would act as an enticement to attract the fish. I thought this was like some "miracle invention." LOL! As I was recently recalling this product in my mind, I started comparing it to what men and women use today in the dating world to "entice" or attract the opposite sex. This post may seem humorous, however, we all need to be very cautious and careful dating these days. I know that there are still plenty of fish in the sea; good people that are available to date; however, we also need to be on guard and take note of what type of bait they are using, (or the bait that we are using ourselves) before we get "reeled in" hook, line and sinker. Pun intended.
Men use various means (types of bait) to get a woman's attention. Probably, the most common is flattery. Yes, I admit, this is a weak area in my heart and I am sure in many women as well. We want to be complimented, we want to feel beautiful and attractive, we want to feel desirable. There is nothing wrong with our feeling this way, however, we first as women need to understand that our most highest worth and value should come from knowing how God loves, values, and sees us. We should look to HIM FIRST for our value, and realize that God loves us unconditionally, without exception, and that we matter to HIM, regardless of our dress size, our outer beauty, our personality, or anything else.
Be cautious when a man immediately uses various words of endearment, or heaps tons of compliments upon you when you do not even know each other yet. This is their enticement they are using on you, to reel you in. Maybe their motives are sincere, but a true man of integrity will take the time to get to know you, before they start calling you dearest, babe, beautiful, darling and so forth and so on. they may also be the "touchy feely" type; they cant wait to touch you, to hold your hand, or put their arm around you, or hug you. Be wary of this and how this makes you feel around them. ( you may be so needy and desperate that you forget about the red flags popping up in your mind, because you are desiring the attention) If you begin to feel uncomfortable by their actions, stand up for yourself, & set a verbal and physical boundary. If the man is sincere, he will honor your boundaries, and be willing to back off and show respect to you. Men will often times be quick bearers of gifts; jewelry, clothes, perfume, or talk about taking trips with you to somewhere grand. keep your eyes wise open, and remember, many times there is an ulterior motive behind the gift. Often, it is just a prelude to get you into bed with them. Yep, I said it! Now again, I know that not every man is like this, but believe me, there are many that are. Watch out for the "red flags" and when you see them, don't think that it is a parade or circus, and run right to it; but get away as quick as you can!
Now, for something quick and humorous I have recently noticed. Ladies, if you go on the dating sites, just look at the men's profile names. Sometimes it is scary to think that any woman would respond to a man whose profile name is "Thumper." Get real, are we THAT stupid? And, what is the deal with one out of five profile pictures shows a Harley? Jeez, if we were in the market for a Harley, well, I think that we would be down at the local Harley Davidson dealership!
OK, now for the women: what type of bait are women using to reel a man in?
I am sure that we too, are guilty of using flattery as well. Do we drop remarks about how they are built, or the car they drive, or how good looking they are? Do we wear low cut, or much too revealing clothing, make touchy feely actions? Do we hug them, hang all over them, and want to cuddle up next to them, and then when they make an inappropriate gesture, we get flustered? Well, if we do any of the last few actions, we are asking for trouble with a capital "T." Men are men. They look, they have feelings, & emotions, and if we deliberately entice them using our bodies as "bait" then what should we expect out of them? Get real ladies! Don't be a tease and not expect to get taken advantage of. If women do that to men, then they are sending them mixed signals. It's no wonder men are confused when women are doing their little dances of enticement around them, and then get angry if they take it the wrong way. Women clean your acts up. Keep your "girls" under wraps! When a woman comes on to a man this way, she is asking for that man to view her as an object, and he will begin treating her as one, as well. Ladies, be Godly women! Don't be so desperate and needy! Don't use your bodies as bait, because if you do, you are on a slippery road that will lead to a pregnancy out of wedlock. Don't think for one moment that by getting pregnant, that you will reel a man in. The final "bait" women use as enticement is the "I want to take care of you" bait. (sometimes also used by men as well) Many women are nurturers by habit. We long to have someone to "take care of," so we may cook for them, coddle them, and mother them; these can all become types of bait, and enticement, that we use to lure them into a commitment. However, the more we do, the further they get from us, unless they are one of those men who are looking for a "mother" and a "purse," in which case run, and run fast. Women were made to raise children not grown men who are lazy and simply want an easy way out. Beware of men like these, they will use you until you are totally used up, and them drop you for the next one they can find to "mother" them.
So, if you are reading this post today, do you recognize yourself in any of the above scenarios? Please be cautious in how you approach dating in the world today. Know that although there are still real men and women in the dating scene, there are also those who have a hidden motives, behind the flattery. Keep your eyes wide ope, and look for red flags; remember when you see them; it's not a parade or circus.
Until next time, I remain;
Sleepless in South Carolina
Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Plenty Of Fish In The Sea: Part two
For those of you who are reading my blog for the very first time; I would appreciate it if you would go back and read my first post in November, so you will understand where my heart lies in writing this blog. This blog is not gender specific, and it is no way intended to bash anyone, nor discourage anyone who is ready to date again. In my last post, I spoke about all the "fish" in my life that had gotten away.
Today, I would like to address another category of fish in the sea; those that are the "dangerous ones" that lie beneath the pretty, calm blue sea, in the deep murky depths. These are the predators that lie in wait; searching continuously for those who will become their prey. The predators seek out their "victims" carefully choosing the ones that appear to be the most vulnerable, needy, or desperate. I am sure that we all have encountered at least one of these "predators" in our lives. They are extremely dangerous; they are not only toxic, but have the ability to totally "snowball" us into believing that they are something good, when their motives are evil. If we are not careful and we "take their bate," we can put our emotional and physical lives at risk. They can strip us of everything that is good in our lives, weaken our walk with God, and take us on a journey to a place where we never had any intention of ever going to. If we let our guard down, and not recognize them for who and what they are, they can consume us to the point where we feel completely dead, fearful, and insecure of being able to trust again. Now, I want to reiterate that not all "fish in the sea" are like that; however, not everyone out there in the dating land is what they appear to be, so beware, be cautious, and be ultimately careful when fishing in the dating pool or sea.
Here are a few of the predators that loom in the dark deep waters. First there are obviously the Sharks: usually they are the easiest the spot. Sharks are flashy, their fins rise high above the water, allowing us to recognize them as sharks. They swim around their prey, circling them, waiting for them to be isolated from the safety of being in a group of others, before going in for the kill. They are without mercy. Their one desire is to get what they want, with no regard at the least for their prey. Their appetite is deadly. You can easily recognize sharks in the dating field by their approach, by the words they use to entice you ( their bait) and by their constant need to get your attention through the wrong means. Sharks are usually pretty up front in their desires and express it in their conversations and actions. Their main goal is all about the physical connection (sex) and they will use flattery and endearments heaped up one on top of another, to get you to succumb to their charm. Beware of the sharks! When someone acts like a shark, swims like a shark, behaves like a shark, and you start to see red flags in regard to their actions and behavior, get out of the water, as quick as you can and get to safety immediately!
The next predator that is in the sea of fish, is the Stingray. Now stingrays usually don't attack people, so they may appear to not be a threat. Most of the time, it is safe to be around them, however, they can be deadly as well. Remember Steve Irwin, the alligator and snake chaser? He is the perfect example of what a stingray can do under certain circumstances. Stingrays in the dating world, do not appear dangerous like the sharks are; they come across non threatening, and seem to be safe to be around, however, given a little time, and the true colors of a stingray may start to appear. Little white lies, unexplainable actions or excuses. Red flags start showing up, so when they do, Pay Attention to them! Maya Angelou once said; people will show you their true colors, and when they do, believe them the first time; don't wait until the 25 time to believe them! Beware of the stingray, and don't be their next victim.
Finally, the last and maybe the least dangerous predator in the sea is the Jellyfish. They too, may appear to be safe to be in the water with, but watch out for their sting! Their danger lies in the fact that we get to the point where we feel safe around them. Then, something small happens, maybe they make a comment about our weight, or something else that is seemingly innocent. They may, start emotionally abuse us, but we defend them, brushing it aside, and not recognizing it for what it really is. Or, they may start controlling and subtly manipulating us in ways that once again seem so innocent at first, that we ignore them completely. Red flags, red flags, red flags! Be forewarned that this type of behavior is just a PREVIEW of what will soon come after, if we continue to stay in the water with a jellyfish.
So that, my dear readers, are my warnings about the predators that lie in the "Plenty of Fish Sea." Do you recognize any of them? I am sure that there are many good keep able fish in the sea, however, it behooves us to keep our guard up, and pay attention to the warning signs, red flags, especially when you start to see any of the behaviors mentioned above. Do not dismiss them, they are real. They are whispers coming up from your soul, warning you to get away, and get away quickly!
Keep coming back for more interesting tidbits about dating. This is a journey that we are all in together, and please feel free to leave any thoughts or comments you might have in the comment link below. Until next time, I remain,
"Sleepless in South Carolina."
Today, I would like to address another category of fish in the sea; those that are the "dangerous ones" that lie beneath the pretty, calm blue sea, in the deep murky depths. These are the predators that lie in wait; searching continuously for those who will become their prey. The predators seek out their "victims" carefully choosing the ones that appear to be the most vulnerable, needy, or desperate. I am sure that we all have encountered at least one of these "predators" in our lives. They are extremely dangerous; they are not only toxic, but have the ability to totally "snowball" us into believing that they are something good, when their motives are evil. If we are not careful and we "take their bate," we can put our emotional and physical lives at risk. They can strip us of everything that is good in our lives, weaken our walk with God, and take us on a journey to a place where we never had any intention of ever going to. If we let our guard down, and not recognize them for who and what they are, they can consume us to the point where we feel completely dead, fearful, and insecure of being able to trust again. Now, I want to reiterate that not all "fish in the sea" are like that; however, not everyone out there in the dating land is what they appear to be, so beware, be cautious, and be ultimately careful when fishing in the dating pool or sea.
Here are a few of the predators that loom in the dark deep waters. First there are obviously the Sharks: usually they are the easiest the spot. Sharks are flashy, their fins rise high above the water, allowing us to recognize them as sharks. They swim around their prey, circling them, waiting for them to be isolated from the safety of being in a group of others, before going in for the kill. They are without mercy. Their one desire is to get what they want, with no regard at the least for their prey. Their appetite is deadly. You can easily recognize sharks in the dating field by their approach, by the words they use to entice you ( their bait) and by their constant need to get your attention through the wrong means. Sharks are usually pretty up front in their desires and express it in their conversations and actions. Their main goal is all about the physical connection (sex) and they will use flattery and endearments heaped up one on top of another, to get you to succumb to their charm. Beware of the sharks! When someone acts like a shark, swims like a shark, behaves like a shark, and you start to see red flags in regard to their actions and behavior, get out of the water, as quick as you can and get to safety immediately!
The next predator that is in the sea of fish, is the Stingray. Now stingrays usually don't attack people, so they may appear to not be a threat. Most of the time, it is safe to be around them, however, they can be deadly as well. Remember Steve Irwin, the alligator and snake chaser? He is the perfect example of what a stingray can do under certain circumstances. Stingrays in the dating world, do not appear dangerous like the sharks are; they come across non threatening, and seem to be safe to be around, however, given a little time, and the true colors of a stingray may start to appear. Little white lies, unexplainable actions or excuses. Red flags start showing up, so when they do, Pay Attention to them! Maya Angelou once said; people will show you their true colors, and when they do, believe them the first time; don't wait until the 25 time to believe them! Beware of the stingray, and don't be their next victim.
Finally, the last and maybe the least dangerous predator in the sea is the Jellyfish. They too, may appear to be safe to be in the water with, but watch out for their sting! Their danger lies in the fact that we get to the point where we feel safe around them. Then, something small happens, maybe they make a comment about our weight, or something else that is seemingly innocent. They may, start emotionally abuse us, but we defend them, brushing it aside, and not recognizing it for what it really is. Or, they may start controlling and subtly manipulating us in ways that once again seem so innocent at first, that we ignore them completely. Red flags, red flags, red flags! Be forewarned that this type of behavior is just a PREVIEW of what will soon come after, if we continue to stay in the water with a jellyfish.
So that, my dear readers, are my warnings about the predators that lie in the "Plenty of Fish Sea." Do you recognize any of them? I am sure that there are many good keep able fish in the sea, however, it behooves us to keep our guard up, and pay attention to the warning signs, red flags, especially when you start to see any of the behaviors mentioned above. Do not dismiss them, they are real. They are whispers coming up from your soul, warning you to get away, and get away quickly!
Keep coming back for more interesting tidbits about dating. This is a journey that we are all in together, and please feel free to leave any thoughts or comments you might have in the comment link below. Until next time, I remain,
"Sleepless in South Carolina."
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Plenty of Fish in the Sea; Part One
As you can see from the title, this post will be a little different. I am breaking it up into several parts, so we will see how it goes.
When I was a little girl, I use to love to go fishing with my Dad. Oh the joys of reeling in a fish, (even the little ones) were so exciting! Of course, there were some that were "keepers" and there were those that were the "catch and release" kind and then, sadly enough were the "Ones that got away." Part one will take me on a trip down memory lane, and I am going to share with you my stories about the "ones that got away." For all discretion, all names have been changed to protect the innocent. Oh, and maybe I had better plead the the fifth amendment as well, for security reasons. LOL!
My first love, or what I will refer to as "Guppy Love," occurred when I was very young, about 6 years old. Allen and I attended church together, my older sister ( who was 9 years older than me) was dating "Allen's" older brother, Wendell.
This was sweet, innocent love. We would sit next to each other at church, hold hands, we even sang a song together, and one time he sent me a card on which he had written the words, "I love you turely." Yes, that is exactly the words he used, and looking back now, I would give anything to have kept that precious card. Well, eventually my older sister broke up with Wendell, and we switched churches and that was then end of my dear Allen. I often wonder were he is; is he on facebook? But alas, Allen was the first one that got away.
Next, when I was in Junior High, I had a huge crush on Gabriel. Now I was poor, chubby, lived on the wrong side of the tracks, had no self esteem whatsoever, and Gabriel, well, let's just say I felt like I was never in His league. He was the one the most popular girls liked, and because of my insecurity, I never made my true feelings known to him. And so, "Gabriel" become the second in my series of the ones that got away. And I regret to this day once more, that I didn't have the courage to tell him how I felt about him. So wherever you are now "Gabriel," you now know the truth.
Flash forward 20 years later. I was at that point, a single mom, raising two young daughters on my own, (which turned out to be for 11 long years.) Then I met "Peter." Unfortunate for me, when I first met Peter, he had just came out of a broken relationship that had left him wounded, cautious, and gun shy of another relationship. Peter and I however became great friends, my daughters loved him, and I must now be totally honest and confess, that I loved him too. Sadly enough, our paths kept criss crossing at the most inopportune times. He would be ready for a relationship and by that point I would be in one with someone. Then I would be ready for a relationship and he would not be available. We did this song and dance routine for several years. One of the last times we had dinner together, Peter told me that he had recently met someone. Little did I realize until much later that he really wanted me to say, "No, choose, me." In fact, years later after we both were married by that time, he revealed to me that if I had said something to him, showing interest in him, he would have chosen me over her, because they were not serious at that point. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid me! Of course, we have never spoken since; he is still happily married, and I am now divorced from said husband and now also, "Sleepless in South Carolina." I do not begrudge his happiness whatsoever; his wife is a lucky woman. I just made a foolish choice to let him be another one of the ones that got away.( sigh)
Finally, the last one, James. James was a good man, a keeper. I was foolish for more reasons than I will admit. James and I dated and eventually got engaged to be married; however, (and I can't believe I am actually sharing this info) one week before the wedding, I called it off for stupid crazy reasons. Crazy reason number one: James worked on the river, which meant he would be gone for long periods of time; at least 30 days, sometimes even longer. Then he would come back for two weeks, then leave again. I had this stupid idea in my head that I didn't want a "part time husband." LOL! If I was going to be a wife, I wanted the whole 24/7 husband experience. Boy, was I naive. Second crazy reason: since I was raised poor most of my life, in my adulthood, I had learned to enjoy decorating my home beautifully, yet economically. I loved having a fabric tablecloth on my dining room table, pretty stone wear dishes, place mats, and fabric napkins. I had evolved into a mini Martha Stewart! When I entertained, I was very much a traditionalist, in food and decor. My first Christmas dinner at his house was a culture shock to say the least. They served a CANNED HAM! OMG! and SPAGHETTI, and POTATO SALAD on PAPER PLATES!! At CHRISTMAS for goodness sakes! To make it worse, I came bringing some fancy side dish, and the icing on the cake was that his mother's nickname for me was "Miss Prissy Britches. So yes, I let James go for stupid foolish reasons, and he was the last of the ones that got away. ( that shouldn't have) And yes, James met somebody else, and eventually married her. (sigh, again)
So there my readers, are my sad fish tales about the ones who got away. Do you have any tales you would like to share? Please feel free to post them as a comment; see link below. Next time we will continue discussing "Plenty of Fish in The Sea," so be sure and stay tuned for more from "Sleepless In South Carolina."
When I was a little girl, I use to love to go fishing with my Dad. Oh the joys of reeling in a fish, (even the little ones) were so exciting! Of course, there were some that were "keepers" and there were those that were the "catch and release" kind and then, sadly enough were the "Ones that got away." Part one will take me on a trip down memory lane, and I am going to share with you my stories about the "ones that got away." For all discretion, all names have been changed to protect the innocent. Oh, and maybe I had better plead the the fifth amendment as well, for security reasons. LOL!
My first love, or what I will refer to as "Guppy Love," occurred when I was very young, about 6 years old. Allen and I attended church together, my older sister ( who was 9 years older than me) was dating "Allen's" older brother, Wendell.
This was sweet, innocent love. We would sit next to each other at church, hold hands, we even sang a song together, and one time he sent me a card on which he had written the words, "I love you turely." Yes, that is exactly the words he used, and looking back now, I would give anything to have kept that precious card. Well, eventually my older sister broke up with Wendell, and we switched churches and that was then end of my dear Allen. I often wonder were he is; is he on facebook? But alas, Allen was the first one that got away.
Next, when I was in Junior High, I had a huge crush on Gabriel. Now I was poor, chubby, lived on the wrong side of the tracks, had no self esteem whatsoever, and Gabriel, well, let's just say I felt like I was never in His league. He was the one the most popular girls liked, and because of my insecurity, I never made my true feelings known to him. And so, "Gabriel" become the second in my series of the ones that got away. And I regret to this day once more, that I didn't have the courage to tell him how I felt about him. So wherever you are now "Gabriel," you now know the truth.
Flash forward 20 years later. I was at that point, a single mom, raising two young daughters on my own, (which turned out to be for 11 long years.) Then I met "Peter." Unfortunate for me, when I first met Peter, he had just came out of a broken relationship that had left him wounded, cautious, and gun shy of another relationship. Peter and I however became great friends, my daughters loved him, and I must now be totally honest and confess, that I loved him too. Sadly enough, our paths kept criss crossing at the most inopportune times. He would be ready for a relationship and by that point I would be in one with someone. Then I would be ready for a relationship and he would not be available. We did this song and dance routine for several years. One of the last times we had dinner together, Peter told me that he had recently met someone. Little did I realize until much later that he really wanted me to say, "No, choose, me." In fact, years later after we both were married by that time, he revealed to me that if I had said something to him, showing interest in him, he would have chosen me over her, because they were not serious at that point. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid me! Of course, we have never spoken since; he is still happily married, and I am now divorced from said husband and now also, "Sleepless in South Carolina." I do not begrudge his happiness whatsoever; his wife is a lucky woman. I just made a foolish choice to let him be another one of the ones that got away.( sigh)
Finally, the last one, James. James was a good man, a keeper. I was foolish for more reasons than I will admit. James and I dated and eventually got engaged to be married; however, (and I can't believe I am actually sharing this info) one week before the wedding, I called it off for stupid crazy reasons. Crazy reason number one: James worked on the river, which meant he would be gone for long periods of time; at least 30 days, sometimes even longer. Then he would come back for two weeks, then leave again. I had this stupid idea in my head that I didn't want a "part time husband." LOL! If I was going to be a wife, I wanted the whole 24/7 husband experience. Boy, was I naive. Second crazy reason: since I was raised poor most of my life, in my adulthood, I had learned to enjoy decorating my home beautifully, yet economically. I loved having a fabric tablecloth on my dining room table, pretty stone wear dishes, place mats, and fabric napkins. I had evolved into a mini Martha Stewart! When I entertained, I was very much a traditionalist, in food and decor. My first Christmas dinner at his house was a culture shock to say the least. They served a CANNED HAM! OMG! and SPAGHETTI, and POTATO SALAD on PAPER PLATES!! At CHRISTMAS for goodness sakes! To make it worse, I came bringing some fancy side dish, and the icing on the cake was that his mother's nickname for me was "Miss Prissy Britches. So yes, I let James go for stupid foolish reasons, and he was the last of the ones that got away. ( that shouldn't have) And yes, James met somebody else, and eventually married her. (sigh, again)
So there my readers, are my sad fish tales about the ones who got away. Do you have any tales you would like to share? Please feel free to post them as a comment; see link below. Next time we will continue discussing "Plenty of Fish in The Sea," so be sure and stay tuned for more from "Sleepless In South Carolina."
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Single, Again......
Welcome to my first post at Sleepless in South Carolina:
Being a single woman today is not easy by no respect; add to that I am a woman in her fifties, a devout Christian, curvy, who does not want to be any body's mother (or purse) and that complicates the situation even further.
I could write a song, based on the old tune, "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" and re title it: "Where Have All The Good Men Gone?" LOL! Seriously, for all those single women today who are looking for just ONE good man, well, the pickings seem slim to none. Either they live a gazillion miles away, or they don't even exist.
Now just to make an instant clarification: this blog is not intended to bash men. But facts are facts. I am just calling it as I see it it. What I hope to do with this blog is to encourage my single friends that there is hope, even if we don't see or feel it right now. I want to give you a reason to smile and laugh now and then, and to realize that there are many of us out there in the same position. We are not desperate: we are choosy and have earned the right to be so. We have been hurt, wounded, manipulated and some even emotionally ( or even physically, thankfully, I was not) abused.
But please let me reiterate for the record: ALL MEN ARE NOT LIKE THAT. That, my dear readers is my disclaimer; so if any men do happen to casually be reading this, I am giving the good ones credit where credit is due. I just don't know where there you are!
So, to set the record straight; I know what my problem has been. I will be brutally honest with you. I have a "broken picker." I don't choose wisely. I get impatient, I get desperate, Yep. Because Of my codependency, I ignore ALL the red flags that I see, because I, in my stupidity, think I can fix them (NOT happening) or save them from "whatever," or the best one of all, drum roll please; I stupidly think that I can love them enough to change them OR they will love Me enough to change for me. STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!!
OK, that's probably enough for my first post. Hang with me though, there is much more to come. Please feel free to post your thoughts and comments, be good and clean, no profanity please, and no bashing. Love to all of you on this journey.
Until next time, I remain;
Sleepless In South Carolina
Being a single woman today is not easy by no respect; add to that I am a woman in her fifties, a devout Christian, curvy, who does not want to be any body's mother (or purse) and that complicates the situation even further.
I could write a song, based on the old tune, "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" and re title it: "Where Have All The Good Men Gone?" LOL! Seriously, for all those single women today who are looking for just ONE good man, well, the pickings seem slim to none. Either they live a gazillion miles away, or they don't even exist.
Now just to make an instant clarification: this blog is not intended to bash men. But facts are facts. I am just calling it as I see it it. What I hope to do with this blog is to encourage my single friends that there is hope, even if we don't see or feel it right now. I want to give you a reason to smile and laugh now and then, and to realize that there are many of us out there in the same position. We are not desperate: we are choosy and have earned the right to be so. We have been hurt, wounded, manipulated and some even emotionally ( or even physically, thankfully, I was not) abused.
But please let me reiterate for the record: ALL MEN ARE NOT LIKE THAT. That, my dear readers is my disclaimer; so if any men do happen to casually be reading this, I am giving the good ones credit where credit is due. I just don't know where there you are!
So, to set the record straight; I know what my problem has been. I will be brutally honest with you. I have a "broken picker." I don't choose wisely. I get impatient, I get desperate, Yep. Because Of my codependency, I ignore ALL the red flags that I see, because I, in my stupidity, think I can fix them (NOT happening) or save them from "whatever," or the best one of all, drum roll please; I stupidly think that I can love them enough to change them OR they will love Me enough to change for me. STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!!
OK, that's probably enough for my first post. Hang with me though, there is much more to come. Please feel free to post your thoughts and comments, be good and clean, no profanity please, and no bashing. Love to all of you on this journey.
Until next time, I remain;
Sleepless In South Carolina
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