Relationships ~ Be Gentle...Even More ~ Be Real. :)

Last night, after another long day, this song came on the radio as I was driving home, and it made me smile ~ Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not. Luckily I have Sirus radio in my car so I was able to note the group and the name of the song. Yes, it was that good. I could not stop smiling, and that was after a 14 hour day. I, of course, googled the group when I got home and found the video on YouTube. Loved it...even more. In looking around, I found another song by them, Glass, and it left me speechless and breathless. Let me just say, relationships are hard. All relationships are hard. Period. I am not just a old pro at them either. I come from relationship-challenged stock (shall we say). I have to really work at them (and by them, I mean ALL types of relationships), and I take it especially hard when I fail at them. You notice I said, "I fail." I also have a hard time discerning when the faults are mine or the other person's/people. I am a work in process. Trust me on this. I remember when I was a little girl, I dreamed of finding my soul mate, my partner...that dream was crystallized when my parents split (I was 9 years old)...I guess I wanted to believe that someday there would be someone in my life who would love me AND never leave me. When you are left emotionally and/or physically as a child, the scars left behind are deep and real...and God, faith, success, friends...nothing ever really heals those wounds. At my age, I have had lots of time to work on all of my "quirks" (shall we say), and I have done a good job (if I do say so myself). I am very self-aware of when a "trigger" is being set off; it sounds more like the giant red light alarm in a nuclear power plant going off in my head. I then can work to not over-react or under-react. It sounds silly, but we all do this...I am just the only one who is dumb enough to admit it out loud (in a blog)! :) I digress. For someone like me (emotionally broken (lets call it that)), finding your other half...the missing piece of your puzzle is comparable to winning the lottery. The odds really are a million to one that you will find them at all. When you toss in my age, well the odds double. I'm not trying to be dramatic; I'm a realist.

Last night, after another long day, this song came on the radio as I was driving home, and it made me smile ~ Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not. Luckily I have Sirus radio in my car so I was able to note the group and the name of the song. Yes, it was that good. I could not stop smiling, and that was after a 14 hour day. I, of course, googled the group when I got home and found the video on YouTube. Loved it...even more. In looking around, I found another song by them, Glass, and it left me speechless and breathless. Let me just say, relationships are hard. All relationships are hard. Period. I am not just a old pro at them either. I come from relationship-challenged stock (shall we say). I have to really work at them (and by them, I mean ALL types of relationships), and I take it especially hard when I fail at them. You notice I said, "I fail." I also have a hard time discerning when the faults are mine or the other person's/people. I am a work in process. Trust me on this. I remember when I was a little girl, I dreamed of finding my soul mate, my partner...that dream was crystallized when my parents split (I was 9 years old)...I guess I wanted to believe that someday there would be someone in my life who would love me AND never leave me. When you are left emotionally and/or physically as a child, the scars left behind are deep and real...and God, faith, success, friends...nothing ever really heals those wounds. At my age, I have had lots of time to work on all of my "quirks" (shall we say), and I have done a good job (if I do say so myself). I am very self-aware of when a "trigger" is being set off; it sounds more like the giant red light alarm in a nuclear power plant going off in my head. I then can work to not over-react or under-react. It sounds silly, but we all do this...I am just the only one who is dumb enough to admit it out loud (in a blog)! :) I digress. For someone like me (emotionally broken (lets call it that)), finding your other half...the missing piece of your puzzle is comparable to winning the lottery. The odds really are a million to one that you will find them at all. When you toss in my age, well the odds double. I'm not trying to be dramatic; I'm a realist.

Last night, after another long day, this song came on the radio as I was driving home, and it made me smile ~ Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not. Luckily I have Sirus radio in my car so I was able to note the group and the name of the song. Yes, it was that good. I could not stop smiling, and that was after a 14 hour day. I, of course, googled the group when I got home and found the video on YouTube. Loved it...even more. In looking around, I found another song by them, Glass, and it left me speechless and breathless. Let me just say, relationships are hard. All relationships are hard. Period. I am not just a old pro at them either. I come from relationship-challenged stock (shall we say). I have to really work at them (and by them, I mean ALL types of relationships), and I take it especially hard when I fail at them. You notice I said, "I fail." I also have a hard time discerning when the faults are mine or the other person's/people. I am a work in process. Trust me on this. I remember when I was a little girl, I dreamed of finding my soul mate, my partner...that dream was crystallized when my parents split (I was 9 years old)...I guess I wanted to believe that someday there would be someone in my life who would love me AND never leave me. When you are left emotionally and/or physically as a child, the scars left behind are deep and real...and God, faith, success, friends...nothing ever really heals those wounds. At my age, I have had lots of time to work on all of my "quirks" (shall we say), and I have done a good job (if I do say so myself). I am very self-aware of when a "trigger" is being set off; it sounds more like the giant red light alarm in a nuclear power plant going off in my head. I then can work to not over-react or under-react. It sounds silly, but we all do this...I am just the only one who is dumb enough to admit it out loud (in a blog)! :) I digress. For someone like me (emotionally broken (lets call it that)), finding your other half...the missing piece of your puzzle is comparable to winning the lottery. The odds really are a million to one that you will find them at all. When you toss in my age, well the odds double. I'm not trying to be dramatic; I'm a realist.

Last night, after another long day, this song came on the radio as I was driving home, and it made me smile ~ Are You Gonna Kiss Me Or Not. Luckily I have Sirus radio in my car so I was able to note the group and the name of the song. Yes, it was that good. I could not stop smiling, and that was after a 14 hour day. I, of course, googled the group when I got home and found the video on YouTube. Loved it...even more. In looking around, I found another song by them, Glass, and it left me speechless and breathless. Let me just say, relationships are hard. All relationships are hard. Period. I am not just a old pro at them either. I come from relationship-challenged stock (shall we say). I have to really work at them (and by them, I mean ALL types of relationships), and I take it especially hard when I fail at them. You notice I said, "I fail." I also have a hard time discerning when the faults are mine or the other person's/people. I am a work in process. Trust me on this. I remember when I was a little girl, I dreamed of finding my soul mate, my partner...that dream was crystallized when my parents split (I was 9 years old)...I guess I wanted to believe that someday there would be someone in my life who would love me AND never leave me. When you are left emotionally and/or physically as a child, the scars left behind are deep and real...and God, faith, success, friends...nothing ever really heals those wounds. At my age, I have had lots of time to work on all of my "quirks" (shall we say), and I have done a good job (if I do say so myself). I am very self-aware of when a "trigger" is being set off; it sounds more like the giant red light alarm in a nuclear power plant going off in my head. I then can work to not over-react or under-react. It sounds silly, but we all do this...I am just the only one who is dumb enough to admit it out loud (in a blog)! :) I digress. For someone like me (emotionally broken (lets call it that)), finding your other half...the missing piece of your puzzle is comparable to winning the lottery. The odds really are a million to one that you will find them at all. When you toss in my age, well the odds double. I'm not trying to be dramatic; I'm a realist.