Once upon a time, a time not so very long ago, the world was structured in a way that people stayed within the “box.”
Race stayed with race, color with color religious groups stayed with their own. It was un common to see people mix.
Fast forward some decades later, we have all sorts going on, brown with blue, Asians with Africans, the rich with the needy and even the old with the very young. Depends on how you see it, but the world has evolved so much. Thanks to the power of technology (or no thanks, if you are the majority of the older generation).
In terms of relationships, Usually you’ll stick or stay with someone very similar to yourself. Culture was the same so your practices made sense. Religious beliefs were usually the same, lifestyle etc etc. However, nowadays, that has changed. The beautiful thing is people are exploring different to the norm, it’s wonderful how love attracts love and not the color of your skin or the language that you speak. In saying that, this comes with a lot of unknown ground that you are probably going to have to figure out on the way. Complicated but doable as love is love but not always easy. Some things can be so similar yet most things will be worlds apart. It’s definitely not as simple as love is love but the fight for it is. The choice unlike back in the good old days is yours to make, so who you’re with is by your doing no one else’s. You probably will not get some or most things your partner nor their families do, you don’t have to, but you do have to respect it, that’s just the way they are. Embrace it, identify that it’s different and let it be. Otherwise your relationship is going to suffer. Réalise that when going in to a relationship, there is a reason your partner is the way they are. 9 times out of 10 family would have had a major influence. Appreciate your differences as much as you do your similarities. One thing hasn’t changed in time is that relationships need constant TLC, time love and care.
What a start to life with my beautiful partner. Isn’t it just all laughs and giggles? Smiles and skittles?
I wish I could say that was going somewhere. But no! Not far off but not that close either. We’ve been living together for a little over 3 months now and it’s been a mixed bag. I absolute love having her with me. My night warmth and my morning coffee. My on going movie date and my dinner double. It’s incred. I know your thinking so what’s the problem. Well let me tell you.
She hadn’t long moved in before she fell pregnant. Yes we are having a baby. So exited it’s not even funny. We were so made up we continued to try even though bullets hit target. But then came the morning…oh I mean, the all day sickness😳 she was practically bed ridden for couple months it was horrible to see. We as men will never understand the full extent of what our opposite sex go through. Its incredible to think that while my partner is standing, cuddling, talking, laying walking next to me there is a little human being been formed inside of her. It’s mind blowing.
So as you can imagine our lives have already changed. I quickly had to become a partner, the cleaner, the help, the cook, a mentor to her son ( whom is not very cooperative ) but is slowly learning all while trying to hold down a job. It wasn’t tough but it was definitely not that easy. Appreciating what my partner was going through made me get on with things with little stress. It really tests character. But my love for my better half and my unborn child overpowers any challenges. We have not long had our 12 week scan so things are looking great. The gorgeous other half of me seems to be doing heaps better and looks like she’s on the up. Positive signs for us so positive thinking and time to enjoy the pregnancy together. Life living together I can say is rewarding yet takes some getting use to. I don’t think you can ever really imagine or have any idea of what it’s like until you actually move in together. Especially when you both come from a different upbringing. And then throw in a little kid in the mix. It’s not smooth sailing. The thing is to both be open minded and finding a common ground is vital. Understanding each other and communication is key. Changes will have to be made but talking through things every step of the way has proven us to be the solution. We are still adapting to our new life together but I can assure you the journey is wonderful. And what’s better is I get to do it with my best friend. She is awesome I feel for her though, it’s been a big move and she has gone straight in to it. She’s strong though. We’ll get through this together. Now hopefully she can relax and enjoy walking round with a bump.
When you label it the infatuation stage, you’re giving it a time frame.
Once upon a time, I worried about what people used to think of me, stressed over how to please other people, I was conscious of my every step incase someone would disapprove, from my closest friend to a random by passer. All I wanted was to be liked, accepted, be in with the crowd. Never once thought how much that weighed me down. I lived my life accordingly,
according to what other people might think of me. The thing is..
No matter how you are people will still have something to say, you can’t please everyone. I used to walk with knives in my back daily even from my closest contacts. I still do today, the difference is I’ve got so many back there that I’ve gotten used to walking with them.
But now I just let them party at the back n keep strolling. But I will always be the one moving forward. So if you’re another one with a knife,
join the party I’ll carry you too..
Don’t tell everyone your vision, don’t tell everyone what your dreaming, don’t tell everyone what your goal is. Don’t tell everyone what you’re seeing. Most people won’t understand, even your friends not even close. They will tell you every reason why you shouldn’t instead of how you should chase your goal. Don’t worry about small minded people in the grand scheme of things their opinions don’t even matter.
I’ve been told I’m fat,
I’ve been told I’m skinny.
I’ve been told I’m black
I’ve been told I’m pretty.
I’ve been told I’m young
I’ve been told I’m old,
I’ve been called a monkey
I’ve been called a bald.
Some say I’m hairy
some say I’m stupid
some think I’m dumb,
some say I’m Cupid.
You too can have your opinion,
but what I think of me
is far more important then
what you think you can see..