Javajune's Blog

Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

The power of love or lust- I’m not sure

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Last night I welcomed DJ to the sofa and she talked about the pain of losing her best friend. It happened in the ususal way- a fight over a guy. This is what she had to say…

“he plays his game..i fell for it..and then i tell her the truth. She screams and tells me our friendship is over with no forgiveness. I was sorry for what I did thats why I told. I regretted it.I have been crying since march because I miss my friend.”

 

 It made me wonder why this seems to happen to women over and over again. What is it that makes us forget our heads and fall into the arms of a man before we consider the consequences? Do they have some sort of unseen  power that can’t be stopped? Yeah, I think that’s it.

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The following is a little ditty that kind of illustrates that power and our weakness toward it.

 

Tally stared hard at the man in the dark corner of the bar. She felt her heart stop and then start again. Underneath that cowboy hat was a face she knew and loved. Tally ran to his side and tossed his hat to the floor. He looked up and pulled her lips to his. The long kiss with his melt in her mouth lips and a soft caress was familiar and just the way she liked it. David always knew just how to touch her; it was perfect and exactly what she needed. Tally was a different person now and had vowed to never fall in love again but that idea became buried deep the moment she saw him. The lies, the loneliness and his cheating ways all forgotten with just one kiss. They were lovers from a lifetime ago who had found each other again. Even though she’d prayed that her life would be declared a do-over, this couldn’t be happening. Her eyes were clouded by tears but sight wasn’t necessary as she breathed in the scent of this man she’d missed so much, it was heaven. As her tears subsided she cradled  her hands around his cheeks and took a long look at his face; she knew it was true because the eyes never lie. He still loved her. She could learn to forgive him because lies can be told for good reason and fairy tales sometimes do come true, don’t they? Tally was searching for a new life on her own but found instead that the past was too much a part of her. She couldn’t let go.

 

Just something I wrote a couple years ago and it seemed to fit this situation. DJ if your listening (reading) forget the guy, especially if you really don’t care about him, like you said. Give your friend some time to forgive you, don’t force it. When the time is right you can tell her how sorry you are and forge a new friendship. Good luck to you.

 

It’s getting a little steamy in here I think I’ll go take a cool shower.  On second thought maybe I’ll go find my cowboy hat 😉  Enjoy your day.

xo-jj

 

April 29, 2009 Posted by | bad boys, confessions, lovers | , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Trouble in the Hen House

Please welcome Shirley to the sofa.

My story took place about 40 years ago. I was married with two children. My husband was in the military but had served his time so we moved back home. We bought a little house three doors away from his parents chicken farm. He worked on the family farm while I stayed home with the kids. I knew our marriage wasn’t perfect and had a feeling that he was keeping secrets  but the truth was more than I expected. He started staying out all night and going to work on days that I knew he had off. But times were different back then and you just didn’t confront your husband. A few years past and a couple more children arrived before he left me for good.

I managed to get a job and survived with a little financial help from his parents. I lost so much more than a husband when he left. My so called friends felt the need to confess their indiscretions to me. They told me how sorry they were that  they had fallen pray to his seduction. There was a lot more than counting eggs going on in the hen house. His escapades came to an end when my so called friend Marylou caught him fooling around with a new girl named Sarah and threatened to tell. Thats when Carl rejoined the Navy and ran off to the west coast with Sarah. 

The biggest blow to my world was learning that Marylou, Carla, and Debbie were my friends for the sake of spending time with my husband. They had all fooled around with Carl  in the egg house on numerous occasions. Debbie even claimed that he was her first and that she’d lost her virginity to my husband! I hated them all and couldn’t understand why they insisted on telling me the truth, now. I never stepped foot in the egg house again and when I was financially able, I moved to another town that was far from the bad memories.

That part of my life is over but I desperately want my husband to admit his indiscretions to our children. I don’t know why it’s so important to me but it is.  I would feel vindicated for all the years the kids thought that their big Navy Captain Dad was a hero, only I knew better.  I didn’t want to break their little hearts back then, so I stayed silent.

Junie: You deserve vindication and your kids should know what you did for them.  But this may be a little like your friends confessing that they slept with your husband in the egg house. It will only generate bad feelings and ruin relationships. You were a good Mom and deserve a thank you but I’m not sure if his confession is the best way to get it.

jj

February 23, 2009 Posted by | bad boys, confessions | , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments