Monday, December 19, 2005

Morning Edition - 12/19/05

Know When To Fold Them
Last Monday’s announcement that the romance between T and I had fizzled into oblivion left many bewildered – admittedly, even me. It seems that after an explosive and passionate two months, T and I have retreated to our corners and let bygones be bygones. The odd thing about this whole fiasco is that so many of you have contacted me personally to express your sheer disappointment in how abruptly, what seemed like a love made in heaven, had been sent straight into the depths of hell. Thank you all for your words of support. I know they are heartfelt. I sincerely hope I haven’t come across as uncaring, cold or distant, but here are the facts that helped me put this situation into perspective and make an intelligent decision for investing more time and effort into T:

1. The first six months of any relationship is the honeymoon period. Any/all minor issues should be resolved with little-to-no effort. Major fall-outs during this period should serve as a red flag of future drama and heartache.
2. True love never dies. I’ve proven this little fact, time and again. I may hate the behavior in some of my previous partners, but I sincerely love them – even today. It takes a lot to wear love down and even more to destroy it. If someone is able to drop a relationship without a second thought, it probably wasn’t that important – yes, that even goes for me.
3. Square peg in a circle hole theory. Sometimes we try to force things to work and prevent the normal progression of what is in your life plan. The Lord, Karma, common sense – you name it! – will sometimes help you avert a potentially bad situation. By forcing a relationship that is meeting its natural end, you may very well be setting yourself up for disaster. Understand that everyone is placed in your path for a reason, a season or a lifetime and stop forcing your “reason” players to be “lifetime” headaches.

So this weekend I hung-out with friends and realized that T’s “reason” was simple – to remind me that it’s important for me to love life and be open to all it has to offer. Sunday morning, as I glanced across the table at the beautiful almond eyes of the half-Asian, half African-American guest who joined me for breakfast, I smiled and thought to myself, that every end has a new beginning.

Six Days and Counting

In just six short days Santa will squeeze his way through my radiator and attempt to deposit gifts under my tree. Luckily for him, my slumlord sister doesn’t provide much in terms of heat, so his passage is completely clear. Ever the procrastinator, I have again waited until hours before the actual day hits before making my gift purchases – J’Moo, want to try power-shopping with me this Christmas? I promise I won’t have another anxiety attack.

Clear the Area! They’re coming! Hold on to something!
Mom and Dad Cruz are coming! That’s right, #1 and #2 will be landing in NYC on the afternoon of Christmas Day and will stay clear through to the second of January. I’m, uh… excited? No, no… wait… ELATED, that they will be again staying with me for the holiday. Dr. Feelgood has agreed to see me on the 22nd of the month to upgrade and increase my prescriptions. Please stand by.

On Blast
What gift would you give the first love of your life that would instantly let them know the gift was from you?

Keep passin’ the open windows…

17 comments:

petite morceau said...

"What gift would you give the first love of your life that would instantly let them know the gift was from you?"

Well, I'd give them myself wrapped up in an edible red bow - there'd be no wondering about anything then exept how quickly he can devour me, I mean the bow, in order to set me free ;-)

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Lorraine said...

"What gift would you give the first love of your life that would instantly let them know the gift was from you?"

I'd give him a "Black Widow Spider", for that is what he has called me. Apparantly he feels I have the ability to lure my mate, make crazy love them then devour them competely; leaving them lifeless! How nice!

donya said...

Well I don't know about the on Blast question but I would like to say to all that if you ever get the chance (or if you already have)you have to go to Delaware for the big shopping (i.e. christmas, school, summer). It was so exhilarating. I have never experienced a shopping high until Saturday.

Anonymous said...

You can send me towels, nice thick towels; to hold me and keep me warm since that’s not an option for us anymore, Praise the LORD!!!

J'Moo

PS call the boy, I am so glad I'm not a queen, call him already...
(A modified line from Flash Dance)

Anonymous said...

Where is that Chocolate Delight from D.C. with those 31/2 ft. of Black therapy she call legs that could heal any man, those big bright eyes and little smile that says “yeah, I can be bad”, where is she? I haven't seen any entries from her recently, why?

Cocoa Rican said...

I'd give my first love a subscription to Car and Driver. He and I were real car enthusiasts... well, until he had my face centimeters from the pavement while traveling 75 mph. Whew.... how life changes.
Hey J'Moo... get a clue.

kimmicee said...

I would send him a picture of me and my family with a note attached that read "See what you missed out on".

Happy Holidays everyone!

Kim

caspar608 said...

I would send him a mirror so that he could take a look at himself. What a mess!
SAY NO TO DRUGS!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

I am going to give him a green leather wallet because that's the only thing I have ever heard him say he wanted, besides me...


J'Moo
Got It!
Your turn...

Cocoa Rican said...

J'Moo... I don't remember ever saying I wanted a gosh darn green wallet! I want cha-cha pumps - black ones!

OB Ans.: I'd send him a picture of his sainted grandmother, with a note attached that read, "Get it together or I'll gut the broad."

Lorraine said...

You guys are brutal!

Tammy said...

oh stop faking! you know you are pleased that mom & pop cruz are staying with you for the holidays. its a wunnerful thang! despite their memories as you being the CHILE FROM HELL!!!! they still feel safe enough (or brave) enough to stay with you. ahhh honey!

Tammy said...

as far as the first love of my life...hell hector..do you remember how old i am?!! i can't remember what the hell I gave him. I was gonna say i can barely remember him, but that woulda been a lie. (sigh) you neva forgit your first love. especially if he's hung like a horse, and you're a virgin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tammy said...

oh...after reading everyone else's replies...i realized that i obviously misread the on the blast question. hmm...what would i give tinker to let him know it was from me...hmm...how about a picture of me surrounded by three or four teenagers wanting to kick my young azz (and dey was all older and fatter than me)cause i was his girlfriend and he had a big one and he was a ho, and they all had already had him and wanted some more...and there i was this little naive little virgin who got him, and had is nose wide open and they was just sick of me...and my mamma said...well if they want you, gotdamn you fight them one by one...and den and...uh...you know what...neva mind. I pass on this question.

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KahluaLoverInVa said...

I already gave my first real love the gift of a lifetime...she was born December 10, 1996...and she was the only gift under our tree that year and looks exactly like ME!!! Speaking of which...my ex-husband and daughter and I spent this evening having dinner and reminiscing (sp?) about that very event in our very special history...

...hugs and kisses Hector!