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“I don’t care about the length of the journey. I don’t care if it takes us uphill or trough valleys. I don’t care if we have clear blue skies or stormy weather.
As long as I am traveling with you I am good.
Forever and beyond.”
Reba McEntire was asked:
What makes your marriage work?
Reba’s Answer: Respect. We highly respect each other. We like each other. We love each other, but that respect has to be there. I respect his judgment and he respects mine. I think that is one of the strongest things in a relationship
My thoughts: EXACTLY. I am a true believer that without mutual respect a relationship cannot work. I also believe love can bloom again as long as there was respect while the relationship was there. But if respect was lost while I don’t think that trust will ever be built up again. Or at least it will be very, very difficult to do.
As I look back at my relationship with Andrew I believe at first there was mutual admiration and respect. Withing a short time that admiration and respect disappeared in the wind. I think after that we stopped liking each other. As for respecting each other’s judgment? I most definitely respected his. Did he respect mine? I think you know the answer.
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”
I swear that it should be me laying on this bench holding this sign. I don’t want to discuss the details. It will only serve to make me cry.
Have you ever wanted something so badly but knew it was not yours to have? Something that was already taken, a heart and object, a jewel? For me it was a man. The question is…did I simply leave it at wanting him?
