HAPPY NEW YEAR!

What will you be doing New Year's...

THE IRONY OF LOVE...

Have you ever heard a man speak?

Remember when our grandparents were dating …before the days of computers, cell phones and texting.  People expressed themselves through letters.  I received the kindest note.  I asked the author if I could post this note to my blog. Writing is a lost art, so I wanted to share this …

“I work a lot of hours, and would like someone to give me a reason to come home early”...... If there ever was a phrase that typified how we all yearn for that one someone that gives us reason to move, and gives us pause, all at the same time, that is it. I have to admit, although I am a confident man, I was a little nervous leaving a message like this for someone as breathtaking as yourself. I wanted my first impression to be a good one. I don't know if it's the originality of your look, or the genuineness of your words, but there's something different about you.  Your caliber of woman definitely warrants more than just a simple hello. Besides, men now a days don't have much of anything of substance to say, and because of that, I am convinced that most women have never really heard a man talk. They've heard a man moan, cuss and maybe even preach, but not really talk. Think about it...most times when a woman asks a man, 'What are you thinking about?', he almost always says...'nothin' (lol).  So for the few women that were blessed enough to have grown up in homes with their fathers, although present, they were generally silent. So there's this mysticism around masculinity that is so pervasive and overwhelming, it leaves women hungry to understand and know what's going on with a man, so much that they give in to certain things just for the cost of admission to provoke a conversation.  And there he is, thinking it's his great love making that has you lying next to him, but in reality, most are just hoping that after he's done with all of his theatrics, that he'll stay awake long enough (lol) to answer some questions in his mind and yours. Foolishly, we think our greatest tool is between our legs (no disrespect), when actually, it's between our ears. I refuse to be counted in that number and guilty of that. In your search for your prince, I'm sure you've encountered many frogs, as much, or more than the heartache and frustration I've encountered in my search for what's real. It's sad, but I weep for men and women today. Because of their selfishness, they will never experience the love and connection that our grandparents spoke of, the kind that would have them finishing each other's sentences…that would have one thinking of the other at the exact same time. I'm sure the men are clambering at the prospect of garnering your favor, and I'm but a grain of sand on a shore of endless suitors, but I wanted to show you that there are some true gentlemen left who are not afraid to express themselves with an open heart.

The best mate is one who has had a heart broken. I think people with previously broken hearts appreciate love more than those without them...

Here are my six P's... What are yours?

A man recently asked me, "Are you looking for the six S’s:  spiritual, sexy, stable, sociable, smart and successful?"

 My response was, “No. I'm looking for a man who has the six P’s: prayerful, patient, protector, provider, powerful, and professes his love.

What are you looking for in a mate?

YOU LET ME WALK AWAY...

Finding LOVE!

The quickest way to find love is to give love.

If you want it too badly, you will not find it.

The most secure way to keep love is to give it space and care to grow.

If you hold it too tightly, you will lose it.

PRECIOUS PROSTITUTE...

This was written by a male friend. It's about a guy whose wife decides that she wants to role play and meet her husband in various places to keep things hot! Love the words and the meaning! I'm not crazy about the title. Ladies would you be offended if your man called you a prostitute? 

SHE LISTENS TO EVERY WORD I SAY

SHE NEVER SAYS NO..SHE LET'S ME HAVE IT MY WAY

ALL THE TIME...SHE STIMULATES MY BODY AND MIND

SHE SAYS YOU CAN BE FREAKY DADDY

...YOU CAN BE SHY

YOU CAN BE SAD DADDY

YOU CAN CRY

I'LL WIPE THE TEARS FROM YOUR EYE...WHEN YOU CRY

SHE'S MY PRECIOUS PROSTITUTE...

~A. London Arrington

TODAY...

It’s impossible to move forward when part of you is still living in the past. I was walking forward while constantly looking back …hoping. So today I closed the door to my past.  To past hurt, past insecurities, past doubts, and past disappoints.  I closed the door to pass relationships.  It’s a bittersweet victory.  I accept now that the dreams I locked behind the doors of my past … are just that - dreams that weren’t based on anything real or solid.  That’s the bitter part of the process. I am now free – that is the sweet part.  I am free to move forward to embrace all the possibilities of life and love and happiness.  Now that I have closed the door to my past, I can be excited about my future.  I wait with anticipation and hope and courage and excitement.  I’m writing this day in my calendar as my day of triumph and rebirth.  My soul is alive and all is well.  Today I was born again and I start living. 

My heart...

My head knows that it’s over

And that the love has truly gone

But I wish someone would tell my heart

That it’s time for us to move on

I wish someone would tell my heart

That it’s time to say goodbye

Because it hopes you’re going to call

And say let’s give it one more try

My heart still sees visions of you

And still yearns to feel your touch

My head understands it’s over

But my heart still misses you so much

My head has blocked all the memories

And removed all your pictures from view

Yet even with all that

My heart still thinks of you

My head understands we’re over

But heart struggles with that thought everyday

Although my head knows it was time for me to go

But my heart wishes you had begged me to stay