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I am probably the LAST person who should give relationship advice, so I won’t, but inspired by a column I recently read and a few friends who seem to be struggling to rekindle the ‘flame of love’, I feel it may be time to share a few of my thoughts on this.

Being single, makes me over-romanticise relationships apparently….I tend to forget the ins & outs and ups & downs of married life, I fantasise that being with a partner is all romance and bliss.
As it turns out, it’s not…most of the time.

The other day a friend of mine told me about her husband who goes to bed early every single night except when he’s out with ‘the boys’, hasn’t kissed her properly in over a year, and sexually only makes time for a ‘quicky’ now and again. It sounded terrible until another friend told me that she too had hardly any physical contact with her partner after being together for about 5 years now. She watches TV upstairs while her husband watches it downstairs, he farts and burps whenever the need arises and she sometimes doesn’t do his laundry to punish him when they argue. Once I started asking around, it seemed everyone had some things they wished they could change to improve communication and love within their relationship, but felt alone in this as trying to tell their partners about it frequently backfired or turned into a minor (tug-of) war. I could not believe my ears.. why is it that two people who start off ecstatic about each other, come to a point of near neglect? What happens that makes us forget or take the other for granted ? And why do some couples manage to keep the magic, whilst others don’t?

I know it may sound very simplistic, but standing on the outside, looking in, I sometimes wish people would see how minor details can make huge changes. We keep on placing expectations on the other person, as to what the other should/could do to make our life (together) better. We get irritated by what we expect the other person to do or say, even though we don’t give them a single clue as to what would actually help.

A relationship is not the ‘be all and end all’ in life of course, and some are just not meant to last. However, I must admit (even though I am a ‘happy single’) that sharing your life with someone is unique. Sharing feelings of affection and mutual respect as well as certain passions, children, goals and aspirations can make for a wonderful relationship.

This is what I think….stop expecting!! Say what you want, what you wish and what makes you happy. Keep it realistic and realise at the same time that you are not alone in the relationship, the other person has needs and feelings too. I think that starting off with small acts of kindness; a smile, a friendly touch or even a cuddle again, could slowly open up the way back into your partners heart. The love is there surely you’ve just lost touch of it.
I know men and women think and act differently, and sometimes best intentions get lost in translation, but try to remember those very first moments when you fell in love and wished you could spend each and every moment of each and every day together….if you can find a fraction of that feeling back again, it will help you see your partner with more loving eyes. (This goes for both partners by the way, no use one person getting all ‘lovey dovey’ whilst the other sits next to you remaining an ‘old fart’!! – Having said that, I think change may even be possible when only one person kicks off the new mojo, as the other will surely follow).

It’s not about expecting.
It’s about giving….and once you start giving, for some magical reason you receive in return.

So now that Christmas is coming up, a stressy, but lovely time of year, where family, friends and especially love come first. Make an effort !! …Convince yourself you’re once again blissfully in love with your spouse and feel the warmth it may create within you. The power of the mind is huge and the heart is a very eager companion.Wrap a lotta-love around your partner, kiss beneath the mistletoe again and hold hands whilst you take an evening stroll in the snow…. remember…love grows when you let it unfold.
 

Merry Christmas !

Today is D-day…

Funny, I never really pictured myself as a divorcée…I was one of those girls who grew up thinking that getting married was something you only do once in your life. You find the person you love most, marry them, say your vows and stick together, no matter what.
I thought.

As it happens life has turned out a little different…and now, after being separated for 7 years, I’m officially divorced, free to do my own thing, start over, do whatever non-married people my age do….whatever that may be!!

For the moment I intend to devote myself mostly to parenting the kids, who I’m happy to say, are often home with me to keep me safe and sane. They don’t realise it yet and maybe they never really will, but they saved me from losing myself; they cushioned my heartache with cuddles and kisses, helped me grow by shedding their tears, and made me strong by showing me their own courage when thrown in a situation they could do nothing about, just accept.

I know now where things went ‘wrong’, and how out of balance my life and I had become. At the time I would not have agreed, but sometimes marriage should not last until the bitter end.

Even though, I often felt ‘robbed’ of my life’s dreams and aspirations, when we first separated, I now know that I have just been dealt different cards. That my old life erupted only to provide me with valuable new experiences and most importantly an open heart!
It took me quite a while, many mistakes and hurting loved ones in the process, to get me where I am today. Not perfect, but I accept who I am, what I can, and how I cope. None of this is easy. For anyone. In any situation really…. But I’m happy to say that what you see is what you get. I let my heart rule nowadays, I do what I love and I love what I do. No more battles between heart and mind, because I’ve realised there is no other (real) option than to follow your heart. This, I now believe, is the only way to avoid regrets in life and love.

I have no idea as to how life will unfold, and if I’ll be lucky enough to love and be loved again someday….
A daunting thought sometimes, but then I remember that I am not alone, that I’m surrounded by so many people who care!! The kids, family and friends have filled my heart with so much of their love and warmth, that I can feel it overflowing. There’s plenty to go around and so I can only hope that what goes around comes around and back again….so it may touch others as it touched me.

And so, a word of thanks….
Thank you to the ‘Ex’ for cutting me loose yet remaining my buddy and loyal co-parent through it all.
Thank you Life for the ‘has beens‘, thanks for the ‘have becomes‘ and looking forward to the what ‘may be’s‘ …. !!!

We all know the type, or have met one at some time in our lives and they’re usually not that hard to miss, as their gigantic ego’s precede them. They love to talk about ‘ME, MYSELF and I’…mostly bragging about the women they have conquered as if they are God’s gift to us. Usually preying on the weak and vulnerable, as no strong woman in her right mind would even consider such a self-absorbed-excuse-of-a-man.

Not so long ago, I met the leader of the pack, I had encountered a few Mr. Dick Heads in the past, but none this sophisticated. This guy was a master at it. He knew exactly what to say to tickle your senses, and trigger your curiosity, only to find that within 5 minutes into a conversation, it was all about HIM. He managed to lure you into a false sense of comfort, by throwing in just enough sweet ‘bates’ and ‘I’m such a good guy compared to the rest’ anecdotes. I’m ashamed to admit it, but at first I fell for it… as if intoxicated by his deceiving good looks. I patiently listened to all his (bullshit) tales of rescued damsels in distress. Every female on earth seemed to fall at his feet and beg to be taken and of course, he complied. He was a terrific salesman, closed the deal with great suave, yet he was nowhere to be found once the deed was done.

Like a praying mantis grasping and devouring his prey yet escaping the fate of death by cautiously picking out the most fragile and defenceless creatures. Mr. Dick Head superior enjoyed the quick satisfaction, nothing long term or remotely complicated although he was convinced of his own spiritual depths.

It turned out, he was a ‘Shallow Hal’, his interests were only skin deep and short lived. I have no idea how a person actually survives on just the artificials, but they exist. After a few (failed) attempts at ‘getting into my pants’, so to speak, I ended up getting told how terribly fucked up I was, and that I needed to change BIG TIME if I wanted to function properly in this society.

(insert : WIDE OPEN MOUTH DROP)

Well….after the initial shock and slight feeling of uneasiness as I wondered for a second if he may actually be right, I concluded that : I am better than this, and he was probably just pissed off that I wouldn’t budge into a horizontal state of fornication, well sod him. I may still be single and not very good at relationships, but I will not be verbally bullied into a ‘use-me-and-dump-me‘ position pretending to call it ‘society’.
I bet he now regrets having once praised my great writing skills……

If you screw around with this ‘loca’ ….you get nailed Mr. Dick Head.