SETTING THE RECORD STRAIGHT

When I was younger, I  had many friends.  One such friend I'll call him Joe, (not his real name)  I had hooked up with a few times at  beer parties  we had when we were teenagers, but nothing ever happened. Nothing past the feverish make out sessions you have in your teen years.  It was all pretty innocent stuff.   We came pretty close once, but the man was a Gentleman, and in the end nothing really happened.
But years later, I was to find out that his wife blamed me for her bad marriage, and the fact that they never got along, and eventually separated.   This chick even went so far as to go to his grave in tears to spin some bullshit tale about how I was "Stalking" her and her children because I kept running into her everyplace I went. And quite by accident to.  Seems we had similar interests, which might explain why her Ex. and I hit it off to begin with.
How do I know all this?  Because I had to deal with her dead ex who came through a Medium I was talking to one night.  We where in the middle of a reading when he came through.  She  told me he was very angry, and wanted  her to  "Tell  that  bitch to Stay away from my family".     I told him (by way of the medium) that someone had given him the wrong information.  His response was "I'll find out the truth, and I'll be back when I do".  Then he left, still Pissed off as I understood it .   I assume he did find the truth,  as I have never heard from his spirit again.  And I do hope his soul is at rest now.
But the point of all this is to set the record straight right? so here it goes.:
To begin with, I was not the only person this man was fooling with at the time.  Perhaps I was the one she was the most threatened by, and that's why she picked me to lay the blame on, but as I understand it, I was not the only one.  or perhaps it's because I knew the truth of their relationship, and she didn't want anyone to believe me.
 You see, back in the Seventies, when you wanted to get married and your boyfriend wasn't cooperating,  all you had to do was "get knocked up" and he'd have to marry you then.  It was a pretty common practice back then, and she wasn't the only one to trap a man into marriage.  I know a few chicks who went that route.  And none of their marriages worked out either.   And again how do I know this? well I know it because her ex (rest his soul) told me when he was alive that's how.  His version of their marriage was as follows:
"I put it there, so I have to take care of it."
 It wasn't a marriage he was looking forward to. It was more of something he had to do now.
And if I had any kind of interest in this man at all,  how come I had no idea where he was, or what he was doing when he died?  Why did I not know when he was separated? How come I never asked around about him, tried to contact him to tell him how much I missed him, and loved him, and wanted to make a life with him now that he was  separated?  
Because I didn't care that's why.  Because I was already married when he was separated, and I had no interest in pursuing a life with him that's why.  He was a friend. Something I suspect he never was to her, so maybe that was the reason it didn't work out for them. 
I knew nothing of this man past those make out sessions in the woods so many years ago.
 And let's be clear,  I did want to, and did try to apologize  to her, and to tell her that nothing happened between us, and I was sorry to hear he had died,  I tried once when I ran into her at an event I was attending. but she wouldn't even let me. Wouldn't even acknowledge my presence.  Told her friend standing there with her  "I'm not speaking to her." "that bitch tried to sleep with my husband." As if they were married at the time.   Like I had chased him down, kidnapped him, and held a gun to his head or something.  As if he had no responsibility at all for his own actions, and I had forced him into it.  Or maybe that's just what she needed to believe. 
Or maybe she's still the same Drama Queen she was back then, and she's still using the story to get attention. I don't know.
What I do know is the truth. And so does he now.  And I'm good with that. 

BEAUTY FOR ASHES

Easter.  The Holiest day of the Christian year.  It was on this day that Our Lord And Savior Jesus Christ rose from the dead and Descended into Heaven.
And on this, the  most Holiest Day day of all days,  I just wanna take a minute to say thank you to God.
 Thank you God.  Thank you for every wonderful, awful, crazy, unimaginable thing you've ever given to me, taken from me, or done for me.
Thank you for the Angel you sent me (that dark morning on the way to work while I was heading straight for a tree while fiddling with the radio)  to warn me to "LOOK UP" and I did.
 And it saved me from an accident in which I would have surely died.
And I wanna thank you God for saving me when I called on you to "Help Me Father"  on that rainy day when a car laterally spinning down a hill towards my car could have, and Should have taken me out.  We stood there for a long time that driver and I, trying to figure out how in the world he didn't hit me as he had no control at all over his car that spun straight for me, and then went completely AROUND my car jumping a curb, and coming  to a stop just before the woods. 
And I wanna thank you God for coming to me on that horrible night after weeks of praying to you, and begging  my cat to  give me ANY kind of sign that I should take him to the Vets to end his life because he had Cancer.  You came to me by way of the light that night.  So bright and beautiful but it didn't hurt at all to look into it.  I knew it was time when you shined that light on my baby.  I had forgotten just how beautiful he was until I saw his soul in that light.  I knew then it was time to give him back. Even though I really didn't want to.
And I wanna thank you for giving me my Ozzy. (My Silky Terrier) who gave me the strength to go on after I had to give my Freight Ticket back.  You let me keep him for eighteen years,  and you let me be with him when he died of heart failure.   It killed me when I had to give them back. They were my babies. by best friends. The only somebodies here who ever loved me.  And I wanna thank you for them.  I literally would not have gotten through without them.
I wanna thank you God for being there for me whenever I found myself lying face down in the mud (and it's happened allot) and looked up to find that everyone had walked away, and  there was no one there for me.  Thank you for giving me the strength to not lay there and play the victim, but  to get back up again and fight my way back  tooth and nail to an even better life then before.   Today I am buying my own home.  I own my own car.  I still work but could retire if I wanted to as I have worked there for so many years and have a pension.
  When I look back at all I have lost through the years, and  all that I have now, there is only one conclusion I can come to. God Is Real.  I've seen his glory.  And I praise it every day.

God gave me Beauty For Ashes.   I am beyond Grateful.  And I couldn't ask for anymore.

Wishing you and yours a very Happy Easter!

IT'S YOUR CALL LADIES

Now I'm not even gonna try to sit here and act like I've never been cheated on before because I have. And ya know what? It hurt.  A lot. 
I was shocked when I found out. I felt like a fool.  I  felt used, betrayed, and ashamed.  But I forgave him and you know why?  Because I LOVED HIM that's why. 
And when the bastard cheated on me again, well I loved him even more.  And yes I was angry. REALLY angry.  And I let him know it to.  But along with those feelings of anger and pain came the feeling of not wanting to let those bitches win.  They weren't gonna take MY man Oh Hell No!  He's MY man! 
Unfortunately for me, I was only partially correct.

Oh he was mine alright. To the extent that I lived with him, I slept with him, I cooked for him, kept the house clean for him, washed his dirty underwear, picked up after him, did the shopping, handled his accounts, nursed him when he was sick, and picked him up when he was feeling down.
Oh Yes! I got the privilege of doing all that and more for MY man.

They got the nice Dinners Out, the Romance, the Flowers and Gifts, the Love Texts, the Hand Holding, the Fun Day Trips, the Stolen Weekends, the Passionate Love Making, you know, all the fun things you get to do and feel when you're involved in a relationship in which you have no responsibility other then to keep it quiet.

And Ladies I can tell you from experience he's gonna keep doing it as long as you let him.  And Love ain't got a dam thing to do with it.
And he'll have all kinds of excuses. My personal favorite is:
 "Oh I can't help it".  "I'm addicted to sex". 
Of course the part he left out of that sentence was "with other women" because if he was just addicted to sex your ass would be a lot more tired then you are now wouldn't you. 
It's up to you all how you want to live your lives.  I've been down this road before so I sit in judgement of no one.  You can do whatever you like.
For myself, I stopped putting up with that type of behavior when I found someone else I loved more then him.
That someone else was me.

EVERYBODY GETS A PRIZE

In my day, when we played games only one person was the winner.  And they got the trophy or the prize.  Everyone else got to learn the valuable lesson that Everybody can't always be the winner.  And that there was nothing wrong with that.  we learned that not winning didn't make us any less of a person and it was OK to loose as long as you did your best.
So how did we go from that, to kids shooting up their high schools because they couldn't get a date?
Well it might be because children who never have to experience any kind of loss, embarrassment, or disappointment in life grow into young adults who just don't know how to handle any of the above situations. 
A lot of young people today seem to be put off by the concept of  having to "work" for what you get in life. But why wouldn't they just expect to be handed everything.  I mean after all, they were there right? So what if the other guy worked his ass off for what he/she has.  Shouldn't they just be given that as well?  They always got a trophy before for just being there regardless of weather or not they worked for it.
I understand that everyone wants the best for their children and there's nothing wrong with that. But parents need to start teaching their kids that you don't automatically get what everyone else gets. Not without working for it anyway. 
Because in real life, everybody is not the winner.  You don't get a trophy "just for being there" and as far as everyone else is concerned, you're not really as special as your mother told you you were. 
The bottom line here is this:
People need to get back to raising  their children with good morals and work ethics. Because to send your child out into the world to get slapped in the face by reality really isn't fair to them or anyone else who has to deal with their "I'm here where's my trophy" mentality.

OH CAPTAIN MY CAPTAIN

From Laugh-In, to Happy Days,  Mork From Ork, and a mired of wonderful  films,  Robin Williams proved himself a force to be reckoned with from the moment he stepped onto the world stage. And he never disappointed.
A truly amazing talent , this Man/Child could transport you to another dimension while spinning the most delightful stories along the way.   Shy, funny,  and almost impish at times, there was no role he couldn't make us believe was real. And he always left us wanting more.
My personal favorite Robin Williams moment was Armand's Palimony speech to Albert in "The Bird Cage".  Who else could have delivered that speech, or even played that role like he did.   It is a fitting tribute to a man the likes of which we shall never see again, but for whom we are grateful came along at all.
He made us laugh. And he made us cry.  And for this we are truly thankful.
There is no doubt in my mind that Heaven is erupting with laughter and smiles at the arrival of  Robin Williams.

But for those of us here who miss him, the silence is deafening.

MULTI MAN

Ever run into this guy?
It's Multi man!  He's the man with a plan!
He wants to date a multitude of women before he finally picks the "right" woman for him.  Because after all, he can't tie himself down with you lest something better should come along.   And if that's not demeaning enough for you,  he has no problem letting the whole world know that you were just a "one off" in the process.
And from a health standpoint,  these other women he's dating may be wonderful people,  but that tells you nothing about the past,  and current partners they've been involved with.
So ladies, if you ever come across this guy,  you have a clear choice to make.   You can either date this guy, and every other woman he's banging,  or you can just say no thank you and walk away.  And choose wisely ladies!
Because if a man wants you to compete for him with a bunch of different women, that's a sure sign that he's not worth the fight to begin with.

"CLAIM CHECK"

We all have our share to some extent.
Lost loves,  past regrets,  mistakes, and relationships, all contribute to the pain we end up carrying around with us through life.
We call this pain "Emotional Baggage" and sometimes, it can just kick the shit out of us.
So what to do?  Do we continue to drag our "Emotional Baggage" with us throughout our lives while adding to it along the way?   Or can we "Emotionally Check" that luggage, once and for all, and go on with life.
Is there a cure for "Emotional Baggage"?
 Can we ever unpack those bags and start again?
Or have we all just resigned ourselves to dragging our past pain around with us,  without ever being able to pack away the happiness we so desperately seek in life.  Because our bags are already full.