I posted a while ago, about how when doors open, it is our responsibility to look into ourselves for an answer. Our intuition works wonders for us and it’s there to help us, especially when it comes to decisions based upon our life choices and the roads best for us to go down.
But there is also another way in which doors can open and that is by speaking up. Every family, or shall I say every person, has issues and questions and for every question someone has, another person has the answer. We spend our lives always questioning why things happened or who did what and why. We blame and talk about things behind each others back but never really open up and talk about it. We fear people will judge us or take negative action towards us, even remove themselves from our lives, depending on the story.
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I knew when I left my husband that one day I would have to deal with the fact that he would be dating someone who eventually he would want a long terms relationship. I was cool with that but was very hesitant on having any women (or men in my case) being around the children.
Last year he had come to me with the news that he had been seeing someone for a year and knew that my one ask when we split was to not bring the kids around the women he was dating until he knew it was serious. I appreciated the fact that he came to me about it but I wanted to know who this was. I felt like as a mother, I wanted to know who was going to be around my children whether it be a lot or a little. I’m pretty sure he was confused as to why I wanted to meet her but agreed.
Continue reading “Meeting the girl that your ex is now dating.”
Recently a bunch of people asked me why it is that I don’t have a boyfriend then comes the question of why I don’t get one. I am a very open person and I don’t mind sharing stories but they often come out in conversations I am having with others IF the opportunity comes up. I love to share my stories to help others, so no big deal. At first, these questions didn’t both me but when started to happen more often, I started to get a bit perplexed about what the big deal was an why people are asking me all of the time.
Continue reading “People are asking why I don’t have a boyfriend. Here is why.”