today
So I was on the internet and I went on google and I googled names and I googled my name and my journal pulls up when I type my name.. and when I type up my ex husbands name this space comes up as well. the thing is I forgot about my live journal and it's been over 2 years since I have posted on this space. So if anyone googles my ex's name.... and they come across this pass it along...
I have this new theory that you should marry someone who you think you can have a happy divorce with. Not because you are statistically likely to end up that way, but more importantly, if you think you can have a happy divorce with another human being, than you likely have a solid friendship and high level of communication, which are the ingredients for an enduring marriage.
Getting married just because you are blindly in love can be dangerous to do, and getting married when you are not blindly in love can be fatal. The important thing to consider is that love is an ideal thing and marriage is a real thing, and that the confusion of the real and the ideal, never goes unpunished.
Some of you may know... I was blindly in Love. ( maybe I still am?) So much so I ignored the fact that, he had an odd family and a weird, weird twin that caused me a miscarriage
I did not have a happy divorce and I was a bit punished
and if it happens to be him who googles his own name: here is a reply to a Valentine's day poem you wrote me
Garden
The gloom of the clouds
matches the shroud on my eyes
I have betrayed your love
And I have denied you
My eternal shame
played my own game
And left you out
Somehow I needed this
And it became okay
My world of me
My Garden.
I can't continue
tending this soil
for my own appetite
I feel sick from all
The sugary words
And the false promises
I feel vacant now
And I am lost in
My Garden
Bleeding in my arms
This heart I have strangled
And the soul I have starved
You don't have to say it
I know I have left cobwebs
Uncleared and allowed this
Dust to settle here in
My Garden
Let the sun come and shine
Upon you and I once again
Let me feel that warm glow
And see the light
Let our flowers grow
And the aroma of us be the
Scent that wakes me
To Our Garden.
In case you forgot the poem you wrote me
The minute I was called,
I knew I had to be here.
She opened the garden doors and let me in.
The garden, Our garden,
started off with a little dirt in the ground
and a promise.
When I returned, though I'd always been in her
Secret heart, the garden was strong and fertile.
When I was called, I knew I had to be here
In the Garden with You
it also said... I love you now, I will love you always and I will love you forver
i still miss you and i know you miss me too
I have this new theory that you should marry someone who you think you can have a happy divorce with. Not because you are statistically likely to end up that way, but more importantly, if you think you can have a happy divorce with another human being, than you likely have a solid friendship and high level of communication, which are the ingredients for an enduring marriage.
Getting married just because you are blindly in love can be dangerous to do, and getting married when you are not blindly in love can be fatal. The important thing to consider is that love is an ideal thing and marriage is a real thing, and that the confusion of the real and the ideal, never goes unpunished.
Some of you may know... I was blindly in Love. ( maybe I still am?) So much so I ignored the fact that, he had an odd family and a weird, weird twin that caused me a miscarriage
I did not have a happy divorce and I was a bit punished
and if it happens to be him who googles his own name: here is a reply to a Valentine's day poem you wrote me
Garden
The gloom of the clouds
matches the shroud on my eyes
I have betrayed your love
And I have denied you
My eternal shame
played my own game
And left you out
Somehow I needed this
And it became okay
My world of me
My Garden.
I can't continue
tending this soil
for my own appetite
I feel sick from all
The sugary words
And the false promises
I feel vacant now
And I am lost in
My Garden
Bleeding in my arms
This heart I have strangled
And the soul I have starved
You don't have to say it
I know I have left cobwebs
Uncleared and allowed this
Dust to settle here in
My Garden
Let the sun come and shine
Upon you and I once again
Let me feel that warm glow
And see the light
Let our flowers grow
And the aroma of us be the
Scent that wakes me
To Our Garden.
In case you forgot the poem you wrote me
The minute I was called,
I knew I had to be here.
She opened the garden doors and let me in.
The garden, Our garden,
started off with a little dirt in the ground
and a promise.
When I returned, though I'd always been in her
Secret heart, the garden was strong and fertile.
When I was called, I knew I had to be here
In the Garden with You
it also said... I love you now, I will love you always and I will love you forver
i still miss you and i know you miss me too