We
never know our finest hour until it is long past.
Many
honeymoons end when the bills arrive and the realization comes there
is not enough income to pay them.
Many
relationships end when you find out the one you love isn't who they
made theirselves out to be in the short time you took to get to know
them.
Butts
do look fat. They are supposed to. They are made of fat so they are
comfortable to sit on.
Husbands
quite often turn into was-bands.
Good
marriages are not an endless honeymoon, they are two people who have
gotten comfortable with each others company and have become best
friends.
People
need to learn to listen to their crapometers.
Inserting
a foot into your mouth is a very easy natural maneuver for all
humans.
For
a parent, asking for a drama free day is like asking a cat not to
shed.
Is
empty nest syndrome really just shock from being able to have an
uninterrupted conversation...
Or
not knowing what to do with all your free time after being used to
cleaning up after kids twenty four hours a day...
Maybe
the shock from actually getting to eat a snack you bought!
Or
maybe even PTSD...
Becoming
single is like a being a piece of food picked up off the floor and
put back on a buffet.
Wonder
what the cure for terminal singleness is...
Wonder
if they have an app for that!
After
twelve years of being alone, even the thought of a relationship sends
icy cold chills down my spine to my toes...
Some
deny their fate, some justify their fate, some do anything they can
do to alter their fate.
The
only question is which one are you and only you can decide that
answer or change it.
That
is your fate.
Have
a great weekend!
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