Feeling a little under the weather…next blog coming soon ! Sorry guys…
Natural Disaster
For some reason, all around me couples are splitting up and deciding life is better on their own or with someone new. Relationships seem to have become as disposable as ‘chicklets’. Very tasty and good to start off with, yet after a while they become stale and bland.
It makes me wonder if that’s how it’s supposed to be. After all, why bother recycling, if we can get something new or different. Something that helps us feel as happy as a small kid with a new toy ! Something that feels everlasting again, exciting and fun, like any new challenge does. Put that against your ragged old doll, and the choice seems crystal clear for some.
The pain caused by these decisions is, afterall, only momentary, and sometimes slightly one-side. Often we’re left scarred for life, in some way or other, yet we adapt, accept and keep going, because there simply is no other road to take.
It’s a strange feeling to be further along the road than some, yet behind on others. It’s even stranger that this has become such a frequented road in our modern day society. Seeing that people around me are having to go through the agony of separation and the despair of a broken heart and family, is frustrating to say the least. For many of us it’s so recognizable, and even though it is a well known fact that the ‘survival’ rate is high, the healing process takes time, so much time.
Is the grass truly greener on the other side ?!
Or does that field also need to be regularly looked after,weeded, treated and appreciated ? I’m afraid the answer to this is a simple one, even so as human beings we can be so oblivious to the obvious.
I have desperately tried to explain the intricate consequences of these seemingly simple choices to those making them, but somewhere a point is reached when it’s impossible for them to ‘see’ things with their ‘old’ eyes and ‘former’ beliefs.
The newness blurs what is rather not seen.
To those of you out there going through hurtful break ups, and seeing no light at the end of the tunnel. Please know that one day, you will breathe again, the sun will shine again, and life starts blooming in your barren heart.
I know that it may be a meagre consolation when life and love seem wasted. But like after a great fire, or volcanic eruption when earth and soil become so much more fertile and prosperous, so do we after this ‘natural’ disaster!!
Love Marinade
Cooking is one of the things I truly love doing, but since I am a very impatient and temperamental person, the recipes need to be quick and easy.
A few girlfriends and I were discussing our passion for preparing food and I noticed that they like to spend hours, if not an entire day, preparing, cutting and marinading their meals. I guess, like with everything in life, I just want it now, not yesterday, not tomorrow, but right now. I don’t seem to have the patience to let things simmer or slowly come to the boil.
I’ve often wondered if this is one of my strong points or a huge flaw. My enthousiasm takes me on the wildest rides, and even though I hate rollercoasters, I love these twists and turns, that take me to life’s unknown destinations.
A while back, I met someone online, with whom I felt a real connection, but he seemed hesitant to meet me in ‘real’ life, he told me that he knew himself well enough and couldn’t promise me much more than a few dates. I guess he too had a problem with long and complicated recipes. He was kind enough to call and tell me he didn’t want to cross the point of no return and felt we would be doing so by acquainting. Of course this triggered the utmost curiosity in me and I couldn’t stand him not wanting to even risk one date with me. So..I plucked up the courage and gave him a challenge. Guys are suckers for a good challenge ! 
I was on my way to Denmark for a short visit, and right before I stepped onto the airplane, I sent him a message telling him it was a shame he didn’t have the courage to meet me and that I believed in ‘No Guts, No Glory’ in life….
I flew to Denmark and on my return we had set a date. 
As expected we hit it off like a house on fire and I had my first real crush on someone again !! It seemed a fairytale at first, all the important ingredients were there to make it a succesful recipe, but I left no time to marinade and simmer….. and so it was doomed.
Completely convinced that I had learnt my lesson I started dating again, only to keep making exactly the same mistake, leaving little to no time for things to set and rise. After countless attempts at this, my own motto seemed to have become ‘inglorious’ !!
I wonder if I’ll ever get the hang of it, as I’m not good with following instructions to the rule and maybe love and relationships are like pastry baking….you need to weigh and measure everything very carefully or else it’s a recipe for disaster.
So, for a change, I think next time, if I’m blessed with one, I will practice long and careful love marination….. !!!