When did you first know they were the one for you? How?
The first thing he said to me was “The only Kershaw I know is a country singer.” Which as silly as it sounds made me think he was the one even before we met in person. My parents named me after a country singer they both loved. To this day the only people who ever know who Sammy Kershaw is are older people. So, needless to say I was shocked he had any clue who Sammy was. It’s always been a very important story in my life and had me very excited to meet someone who not only knew but appreciate country music as I do.
I honestly felt like I knew he was the one for me extremely soon into our relationship. It just was so easy to talk to him and discuss things instead of arguing. I have always been able to talk about problems when they arise and it’s very important that my partner can too. We made a great team straight from the get go. Another big thing was all the little things he did for me and still does to this day almost two years later. You never want to stop showing your significant other you care and think about them.
I am one lucky gal
Every once in a while I crave my old apartment. I crave late night baths with terribly sad music blasted. I crave a small toke of weed. I crave sitting at my desk by the window writing down on paper all of my sad, sad feelings. I only crave it because it was safe, comfortable. This happiness scares the shit out of me. It doesn’t feel safe. I keep just waiting for something bad to happen one way or another. I keep waiting for it all to break down slowly or all at once. This honestly happens the most when I’m days away from getting my period. That’s when I get bad, so bad. I just want to curl up in the corner and feel sorry for myself. Thank god the me today doesn’t allow that. She gets me right up and starts by making the house clean and organized. I push myself out that door into the real world. I force myself away from that pain. I never want to be in that place again. Things fell into place not long after they fell apart. It took some learning some life lessons for it to fall in my lap… but thank god it happened.
Woman get excited and soft when they see men holding babies or playing with children. I feel the same way when I see a man with a puppy or a kitten. Makes me melt. Babies on the other hand… not so much.
My job title at work is changing. That is very new. Instead of a Customer Engagement Leader I will become the Merchandise Inventory Leader. This will drastically change my work schedule and everything that I do during my eight hours a day. I will be challenged in a new department which will help me at my future goal of Assistant Store Leader. It is nerve-racking and exciting all in one. I know I can learn anything I need to BUT am terrified of failing everyone else on the team. I’ve been very comfortable in my current position for over a year now. Challenge Accepted. Change is good.
A time to be thankful for what you have in your life. I have many things to be thankful for but this day in particular has many good and bad. I am thankful for my boyfriend the most. I am so very lucky in every way to have a man who is sensitive, loving, caring, and understanding. Even though he would never admit to any of these things. He made sure that I had an amazing thanksgiving dinner due to many reasons suggesting otherwise 1) I wasn’t even thought about being invited to my aunts dinner 2) I had to work and close all weekend long 3) My mom wouldn’t even bother coming 4) My Nana had to cancel last minute due to having no where to leave her dog because my fathers living situation. Anyways, these were all things getting me down in the dumps but he wasn’t having it. I just can’t express enough times how damn happy I am even through the negative. I have a positive place to come home to at the end of each day. So today and every other day I am thankful for you, Brandon.
I’m also thankful for the hawk hanging out of the light post on my way home.
I miss you, Uncle Robert
They sit with me, always
They want to stay
They want to remind
The things you did
The mistakes, always
I want to rid myself of you
of the toxicity
of the moments