Buds: A TRUE love story.

Long ago in a far away land there lived a little girl who had a vcr and every Disney movie ever made. She knew then that she wanted a prince and wouldn’t be the damsel in distress, but she wanted to wear the dresses.

Fast forward after dating a few frogs that didn’t turn into prince charmings. It’s not easy finding love and true love nonetheless. True love is rare and I have seen a lot of friends and family members struggle on the course of life trying to find their copilot.

If ever there is a time to listen to your gut, it’s when you are two years into a relationship that sucks but you keep doing it anyway because it’s easier than breaking up and starting over.

Let’s just say that little voice in your head, the one that said “this isn’t going to work out” is always right. It’s not worth wasting your time if there is even a slight chance that there is no happily ever after in your future.

So when I met Joe, aka Prince Charming, I was not looking for a partner I wasn’t even looking for a friend at that point. I was just casually talking to him at work, and then all of a sudden we were on a date. (Actually that’s not true) I tricked him into the first date…

It was strange how easy it was to talk to him, he didn’t make me feel uncomfortable at all. I actually got so nervous getting ready for our first date I poked myself right in the eye and had a blood blister in that eye the whole night and next week, I looked like a crack head. I didn’t realize how easy it was to date someone….because all dates prior clearly weren’t prince charming.

It became very evident that he was the person that I had been looking for all my life. When you know, you know, and there aren’t any doubts. How do you know? Well, first of all, it’s easy. That’s the most important part. If it’s difficult to be with someone, and they make you feel anything but who you REALLY are, then it’s not “right”. People change and grow, of course, but you should never compromise your character, your values or your friends for a partner.

You never know how amazing love can be until you’ve found it.

People say you have to compromise, and you do a little. People say you will fight… Maybe, but not over petty issues, more like discussions. People say that you have to work at it, and you do… But you have to work on you not them. You can’t change people, but you can remind them who they started out as. Sometimes as life goes on people take each other for granted, knowing they will always be there, but that is what you DO NOT want to do. In fact, the only thing you need to do to is make sure that you appreciate the person you choose, and they appreciate you, and love is easy.

You have to be thoughtful, caring and understand of how your other person is feeling always, and so do they.  I can count on my beloved Joe to listen to me, after a bad day. To help me to solve life great problems, like what to wear when I’m feeling bloated. I can count on him answer the phone, anytime I call. I can be sure that he always has my back.

I am happy to be able to say I have a true best friend to go through life with who is everything I wanted from the time I was watching “The Little Mermaid” until when I solidified a retirement savings account. I know that I will have many more years of wonderful adventures and pure love. I am fortunate to have someone I can say this about. What I know for sure, is that many people struggle to find a partner in life. So many on looking for someone online,  or in real life, but when I found joe… I was working on myself. I wasn’t trying to find anything except to improve my character, and move forward in life. While I may not be perfect, and I certainly was NOT when I met Joe, what I do know, is that the love we have is perfect, and it’s because I knew myself, and so did he.

We know ourselves and so we value each other’s place in our own lives.


Small Town (pros and cons)


img_8257-1Growing up I always felt at home in my small town of Marlborough, CT. It was quaint in town, a grocery store, a bakery, a couple of pizza places, a Seven 11, and a full service gas station. It was small, it was quiet and it was home. There’s a lake in Marlborough where I learned how to swim and a playground where people had play dates with their kids. It’s peaceful and clean and everyone is nice. Everyone knows everyone. The ladies at the bank greet you by your first name, and entering the town hall is like a reunion. If you needed to pick something up at 7/11 or Pat’s Market you were sure to see at least 2 people you knew personally, or who knew your family.

It was a great asset to be in a town with good schools, low crime rate, low poverty rate and genuinely good people. Elementary school was filled with activities and the classes were maybe 20 kids each, 4-5 classrooms and you had to take a bus to get to school. No one walked, it’s too rural.  The people you started kindergarden with, were with you until the end of high school.

In middle and high school Marlborough joined two other towns in a regional forum school in Hebron. The purpose obviously was because the towns didn’t have the volume of kids to support individual high schools, (shared costs). It was also nice to meet new people.

Once in middle school and high school all the activities and small town vibes expand to the tri-towns. People have to travel 30 minutes from one town to the next to visit their friends, and a vehicle was always required.

I don’t know exactly why it changed so much in high school, but all of a sudden drugs became prevalent. Anything from cocain to LSD was available and in high demand. It was strange to see how many people were doing drugs. The football team, the cheerleaders, the geeks and the weirdos all. Maybe that’s why everyone got along so, seemingly well. There were never fights on school grounds. The worst thing was someone getting caught with illegal paraphernalia or drugs/ alcohol. The cliques all threw massive parties.

The high school parties shown on tv were real in my high school. We had dj’s, booze and hundreds of people would show up from high school classes 4 plus or minus classes to get wild. There was mud wrestling and jello wrestling and one or two parties included a prize for the best costumes. There were beer pong tournaments, dance parties, people hooking up and the cops always showing up to tell us to keep it down. It was reckless and free. It was awesome. The parties would be wild and the drugs were everywhere. It was funny, after looking back, other towns didn’t do that.

One of my best friends died, we had a friend- fall out before that. She was a tough person to get along with and she sold drugs. She smoked blunts and thought her body was just like a man’s. She thought she could do anything without punishment because she was smart. She wasn’t smart, when she started taking pain killers. Then she started snorting them. Then a year after our fall out I heard she died. I heard it was heroin but I still don’t know. She was smart, funny, and kind. She always rooted for the underdog. She loved fiercely and she was beautiful. She had long blonde hair, and green eyes. She drove me to school. She drove me crazy sometimes. She had a scholarship to Uconn’s Avery point, and she was so bright. Her family was smart, and she played the violin. She’s gone now, but she was a beautiful soul.

I had a love. Oh did I love him, he was my first love. He had red hair, and blue eyes, he was so smart and kind. The good news is that this story doesn’t end as tragically as the last.  My boyfriend in high school, was shot in the face with a bee bee gun, at a party. The kid who did it, didn’t know it was loaded. He was blinded in one eye from the stupid kid who shot him. The doctors gave him vicotin, then he moved up to Percocet, then oxicotin and yes next came the heroin.After high school he went to rehab, but not many people followed him. Many many people went down the same path… His best friends, and the whole circle around us.

It was at least one death a year, each time, a high school reunion.

When I moved to college I came home on weekends and nothing looked beautiful and like home anymore. It looked tainted and sad. People didn’t know eachother anymore, they hid in their addiction ridden holes and if you heard from them it meant they needed something. People still had parties and I attended a lot of them. People still did drugs even after high school and college, these guys owned homes now and had good jobs and yet still couldn’t stop. Some of them did. Those went out to have normal families, kids, and stopped. The rest of them, in AA, or onto their next addiction.

More people died.

Overdoses, car accidents and not one for a good reason.

Each wake and funeral people rallied for their friends, for the people they knew, for eachother. It was a beautiful reunion and never for a good reason. It is always at these funerals that people look back fondly on the departed and reminisce on how things were.

It isn’t that the towns fell apart, it’s that the people who started with drugs who let the drugs take over, stayed. They led the same life they did in high school 10-15 years later doing the same drugs and hanging out with the same people.  They went to the same gas station, and had the same circle of friends. Everyone else moved on. People in high school went on to leave the towns some stayed in CT some moved close some moved far. Everyone took with them the same good times, different memories but always the same gratitude and love for the place they came from.

There aren’t many people I know who grew up in the RHAM community who don’t respect and honor their days in the tri-town area. I don’t know anyone who had a “bad” high school experience, there were cliques but people were generally nice to each other. I don’t know anyone who hasn’t lost someone,  from this place we all call home. I know some have lost a friends due to suicide, others overdoses and some car accidents. Each tragic event built something inside of us all that is resilient and unified. We all know what it is to lose someone.

The pro is that people of RHAM had some of the best and most memorable days partying, going to games, skipping class, being young and careless. The con is that while we aren’t in high school any longer RHAM never leaves us. We are the class of 2007 and we all plus or minus 4 classes love and support eachother in life and in death.

The life we have had together is home. I can’t say with any certainty that it was a good experience but I know it wasn’t bad. In these towns I learned more about life than anywhere else. I still go home to my home town of Marlborough  and now it feels better. It feels like home again. I see people in town and we chit chat. It’s as if nothing has changed, and everything, at once.

The pro of the small towns is devotion, to the place you call home, and to those who spent years by your side, even if you weren’t close. It is a lesson on how to deal with the unexpected loss that life throws at us. It’s being a part of a whole. A small town is not the same as a city but you know if you leave you will see things change. Yet, they will always be the same.

To those wonderful people we lost:

Lija Brigga

David O’keef

Chris David

Greyson Minney

Josh Lejune

Kerry Williams

Brittany holland

Andrew Bartholomew

Eric Hunter

Ryan Kurley

To name a few…

We have known you well and loved you. We are united in spirit, the small town and community of RHAM. Together we rally for eachother and I can only hope that this terrible disease of addiction stops, so that people can stop gathering for funerals and start gathering for reunions.

Addiction has touched the lives of so many, if you or someone you know is struggling don’t feel like you’re alone. Call someone, they probably already know, and want to help!

Ignorance, and a Pyramid Scheme

 On most days you may be just playing the game of life. Showing up doing a job or school or whatever it is and then going home. Once you get into a rutine it seems obvious and comfortable to keep doing what you are doing.

I learned the hard way that sometimes people are right when they say the job, the boyfriend or whatever it is… Isn’t right for you.


Circa 2010, fresh out of college with no prospect of a decent job I started working at a company called pinnacle marketing. I wore a suit and worked in Hartford so that basically meant I was an adult. Nope!

1 month in I was walking the streets of new haven cold call selling b2b direct energy to business owners that had no interest in saving 30 cents a year on their electric bill. I ate fast food a lot because I was on the road, gained about 15  pounds and kept showing up making just about $200 a week if I was lucky. Sounds like a pretty stupid move on my, now educated self’s part. Well I had another job, thankfully. That was at an upscale Italian restaraunt so I supplemented my income or lack there of with tips.

To be fair, this job sold a pretty picture, that anyone could be an entrepreneur and run a fast paced marketing business just like my manager at the time. It sold me. When we went on a business trip to Nashville and saw thousands of people just like me getting sold the same bullshit. I mean it had to be legitamate if so many people did it. My parents couldn’t be right about the pyramid scheme or the fact that they prey on suckers like me who exhaust their friend-family- network signing up for the commission based pay and then quit. I was better than that, I was going to be a business owner and a successful one! Nope. I was a sucker.

On bad relationships… The beibs said it “My momma don’t like you and she likes every one”…. That’s it. Nothing more to say. Unless your mother is a half wit or a total snob you should probably listen to her instincts on bad relationships. Sad truth is she is usually right. 

If your gut tells you that you aren’t doing it right. Bail. It’s not worth wasting time trying to prove yourself and everyone else wrong if you know somewhere in your heart it’s wrong.

Of course sometimes you aren’t 100% sure that you are doing the right thing work, love or otherwise but if you even have the slightest feeling that it’s not going to be a future for you, don’t think for a second that feeling won’t grow into some life long regret if you keep it up.

Love taught me one thing, when it’s right, there aren’t doubts. You never wonder if you made the right choice to move in. You never question of the other person is who you think they are. The doubt level is always at 0 and no amount of external commentary changes that.

Everyone wants you to think a new relationship is short term and for a lot of people maybe it is, but when you find the right one the one that fills you with no doubt or hesitation you’ll learn that your gut knows better than them.

The moral, be careful what you give your energy to, so often the time we waste could have been better used on something that serves us. Think before you accept an offer and let your conscious be your guide.

Also don’t invest in pyramid schemes they don’t work.  ALL of them.

  Invest in yourself and you will do great things.

10 things to know when you start working in an office…


I’ll cut straight to the list…

1. Sick time is sick time for a reason. No you will not get in trouble for using your sick time when you are sick. Yes you should stay home instead of spreading your miserable germs around to all those innocent people here. If you are sick and coughing and sneezing all over the place, you are the reason that everyone else has to take sick time because you are selfish.  Yes this is harsh but no one likes a sick coworker getting their sickness all over… It’s rude.

2. Be tactful. Don’t tell the person who wants to know the truth the actual truth. You will make enemies quicker than high school with brutal honesty. Tell someone politely that they have something in their teeth, not by pointing and saying ” you have spinach in your teeth”. Instead, pull them aside and motion to the tooth and say “you have a little something”. Trust me, no one wants to be walking around with stuff in their teeth, but calling someone out in a crowd is embarrassing.  Emotional intelligence people.

3. Don’t be a kiss ass. No one likes a brown noser, a tattle tale or a teachers pet. No you are not proving yourself to your superior you are making enemies of people on your team. If you have the same interests as your boss, great. Keep it professional. It’s work. Volunteering is good to get your name out there. It’s important to do your best, but I assure you buying coffee for your boss every day isn’t going to get you far, only stepped on.

4. Keep your personal life personal. You don’t need to talk about your boyfriend drama, your family drama or any drama for that matter. If you disclose too much, you will soon find that people don’t care about you, they are simply nosey. People don’t want to hear about the problems you have in your life, they have their own. The best thing you can do it start by telling them about your weekend and quickly turn the conversation to them, they want to talk about themselves anyway. The person here is that aquaintence you say hi to everyday who you don’t talk to outside of work at all. Sure you can disclose information to people who have gained your trust but be careful because that’s a fine line. Bottom line: don’t broadcast your life drama show, it’s not cute.

5. Do add flare to your work and cubical. It’s important to show a little bit of yourself. Put up a cute calendar, a few photos and add one or two details. Don’t put your entire collection of minions on display… It’s fine if you do but… Don’t. If you keep a bunch of strange old bottles of Snapple or a collection of every card you’ve gotten from a coworker or friend on your wall, it’s too much. Keep it clean and keep it simple and remember this is not your home, it’s your office space. It should be a productive space and not a hoarders lair. Bonus- keeping a clean and organized work space will make you more productive. Your cubicle should reflect you, just enough.

6. Pull your weight. Don’t be that guy.. You know the one, the guy that volunteers for everything and can’t even finish his emails properly. The guy that’s always m.i.a and everyone has to make up for their slacker behavior. Do your job and you will be recognized. If you can be counted on, that will speak for itself. If you are a social butterfly but you have no trace of competence in your work, then this is it for you, get comfortable because there aren’t any promotions in your future. Just make sure you do enough so that the people on your team aren’t making up for you, and you aren’t making excuses for your shoddy performance.

7. Be nice, but don’t flirt with your married coworker it’s not cool. If you are polite and nice you will be fine. No, having drinks outside of work isn’t okay either. Don’t be a home wrecker, and don’t sully your reputation by surrounding yourself with inappropriate company. You are an adult. Act accordingly. Don’t seek unnecessary attention, there are plenty of venues for that outside of the office. Come to work and keep your flings outside of it. (Obviously, I didn’t take this advice with joe but… to be fair I did keep it polite and work appropriate in the office)

8. If you don’t know, just ask. Yes there is such a thing as a stupid question but if you have read the instructions, and you still don’t get it, don’t just do it and hope for the best. Ask. This is so important. You will save so much face if you get it right the first time. If you go in blind and fail you will set yourself up for an excuse and no one likes excuses. People aren’t perfect and mistakes happen but if you can avoid a mistake by swallowing your pride, do it. Just ask!

9. Think before you speak. This was such an important lesson for me. If you think before you speak you will be miles ahead of the game. Don’t blurt out the first thing on your mind during the meeting. Don’t send back an email without proof reading it. Do think about people’s reactions and do think about how you should deliver the message. Communication is tricky and especially in the work place because one misconstrued word you might be sitting in the office with HR. So just do yourself a favor and think first!

10. Be yourself. Be honest but careful. If you are phony people won’t like you. You have to be yourself and do your best. You will do great! Show up, be nice, don’t pick your nose, bake if you like baking, be friendly or funny or whatever you are because you are a peice of the puzzle. Without you the office would lack something. Your presence is important but only if you make the best of it. Just smile and nod if you can’t do anything else. If you are the quiet one be the quiet one. Don’t compromise your personality for the rest of them but be mindful and respectful. Everyone is different and comes from different history or background, so add to it with good conversation and little peices of yourself and you will go far. Try not to be negative, it’s never good.

Good luck… and just be you, you’re the best!

For more like this check out:The Law of “Fake it til you Make it” covers a good bit of  how to get the job done without fully knowing what the hell you’re doing…

5 Lady-Skills to Consider..

1. Be honest about what you want, with him.

This is a major point because so much social media show dishonest men leading women to mistrust, without even giving the benefit of the doubt. Don’t assume his phone is going off because he’s talking with someone else, give him a chance. Maybe you’ve been burned before, maybe you just need a reason to be angry or keep your guard up, but what if you were wrong? Some men, aren’t jerks. Some men, don’t cheat. Some men do, but if you’re honest and you’re nose is clean, you walk away with integrity.

In thinking your date isn’t worthy of trust, many women feel like it’s okay to lie to their partners, then justify it with… “They do it too…” If that’s the case, just get out now.  STOP THE CYCLE OF BAD RELATIONSHIPS. Lying in a relationship is like lying to your doctor, it’s not going to make you better…. Just be honest with each other, because you could continue for 10 years in a relationship with someone you always knew wasn’t right for you, but stayed for all the wrong reasons. Do yourself a favor, and be honest, and if he doesn’t like it… find someone else… It’s not that hard these days, there’s apps for that.

2. Cook. 

Women scorn the kitchen for their 1950’s role of housewife and all their feminist counterparts… But really it’s a life skill. Everyone, yes even men, should know how to make some basic meals, and it is pretty satisfying.  No one is naturally good at cooking unless they have at least given it an honest effort… Ladies, just because we are women doesn’t mean we can’t still make a fantastic meal, we aren’t giving into a stereotype, we are simply making a meal. It’s also a fantastic way to broaden your horizon and do what you are so scared to… Try something new. Try a meal kit hello fresh or blue apron are great for beginners, or just follow any recipe on Pinterest.

If you burn it, throw it out and try again. I promise if you make something that is truly delicious you will be proud and as I’ve said before, bragging rights are an added bonus.  Make yourself a 5 star meal, or make it for your mom, but just try!

 This chicken dish took me a good year to perfect, but it’s worth it every time. It’s chicken,spinach, red roasted peppers, tomato, artichoke hearts and fresh mozzerella in a lemon butter sauce. This obviously was not made with my innate skill set it was made with trial and error.

3. Educate yourself on current events.

How many people follow the local candidates on Twitter? How many women are exercising their right to vote, they should. It has been a long road for equal rights and still woman are under represented in the polls, and in politics. The difference between a woman who has an opinion based on hear-say and the one that has something relevant to add to a conversation  is clear.  An opinion based on facts sticks out very clearly to those who know what the subject matter is. The term it is better to be seen and not heard would apply ONLY if you don’t know the content of conversation. The more you know the more people will respect you.

Respect is better than frivolous attention. Be seen and be heard and make your opinion count.

Be able to talk to anyone on any setting that is a valuable asset.

4. Be polite and praise your fellow lady.

We all feel insecure. We all worry if we have something in our teeth. We are all human but ladies need each other.  Respect your fellow woman. Compliment instead of criticize. Be a woman’s woman, we aren’t all catty cliques stuck in high school. Some women are worthy of friendship but all women are worthy of appreciation because if not for nothing else, we are women!

Be silly if that’s what it takes to be kind but open your heart to your fellow woman and honor her for her. Men have a fundamental difference in relationships with other men, and that is simplicity. A boy meets another in the school yard with a toy he also likes and they are friends for life… A girl meets a girl, they play for a while, and then challenges her until they can no longer tolerate eachother. Let’s invest in the future by showing our fellow humans respect and honor. Women, be nice to each other, celebrate each other and teach our daughters to be better women too.

Give an extra compliment… Just because.

5. Be present.

Listen. Don’t just wait to speak or hold your next thought while there is a break in conversation, really listen to those who speak to you. You would be surprised what you can learn by simply listening to someone’s story or simply what anothe knows that you do not.  Put your phone away and talk to your company.

Take a breath and realize that nothing in life is permanent and every moment is precious. Try something new, and don’t be so close minded.

If not for nothing else at least you tried…

Check out more posts, like these, and if you’re interested in coaching, check out The Tribe page for more info!

Love is More Than Plastic

Valentines Day, is a day for all those loves to come forward and be faithful to their loved ones. This day is subjective.  The most subjective of all days. For most people the candy, card, flowers, maybe dinner or a special treat is enough. For some, the lavish excursion to some destination. For others it’s simply a card or a gesture.

For me,  I expect very little. However, I am blessed to have a wonderful love who knows that even though I don’t expect much, that the thought behind the gesture is what is most important.

So rewind to a former love who was the “high school sweetheart” for the purposes of explaining this. He was not a thoughtful guy. He was also on drugs, which probably led to the failings of all gifts, but nevertheless I thank him for the learning lesson.

Expectation and reality are a hard lesson to learn, and luckily between the high school sweetheart and my own father I was lucky because the lesson was this: Get what you want for yourself because you can’t count on anyone else to know better. I’m not cynical enough to think that you shouldn’t count on anyone but know what you are up against, and don’t set yourself up for failure.

So this is the scene, valentines day, a box with flowers in it. The box is almost as good as the pre-vased flowers but it leaves an element of surprise which is nice. So the box is strategically placed on the table, this was one of many failed attempts at gift giving…

As I opened the box to my dismay, there lay 2 dozen long stem carnations…yes the filler flowers.

They were red.

They were ugly.

I was pissed.

This was not the first failed gift, a few weeks prior, Christmas, there was another one. This one was by far the worst gift of all.

Thoughtless, and cheap.

The worst part about a bad gift isn’t the gift itself but the fact that it was offered without any consideration or mindfulness. Gift giving is about presenting something the other person will like, because it’s something they like…..

This gift, was pink, it was plastic, and it had dolphins on it. Now, I know what you are thinking and no it’s not a pool float… it was wind chimes.

This ladies and gentlemen had absolutely no relevance to my taste nor did I collect wind chimes nor was I an advocate for dolphins.

So there you have it, I hope you feel better about you half ass gifts from CVS or the roses that died after the first day. At least they weren’t pink plastic dolphin wind chimes. I still have one of the dolphins, and when I see it now I laugh, because it was so stupid, but it taught me something very important, other than not to use drugs.

The wind chimes taught me that a partner in life knows you, they know what means something to you, they know your favorite flowers, and they do things for you that they know you will enjoy out of the simplicity of the love they have for you.

Presently, Joe, the most amazing man there ever was, outdid himself once again.

I walked into the house, candles lit (I love candles), Flower arrangement on the table, (no carnations-he knows the story), a tiny box,and a record player playing a record I bought at a show we went to in New Haven a few months back.  He also made me corned beef and cabbage, and we bought our first kitten.

I mean it doesn’t get better than a kitten…. but let me give you the backstory.

Naturally I cried.

My father passed away 7/11/14 he was a sentimental guy, or a hoarder, but he definitely kept the things that mattered to him. One of the major keepsakes were a box of original vinyl records from the 70s. Everything from Led Zeppelin’s stairway to heaven, to Janice Joplin in the 60s. There were amazing records, but no record player. I bought a record because records are returning, for their amazing sound quality, and general nostalgia. So It was my intention to get a record player. However I never got myself one.

So when I saw it I obviously started crying. That was just the perfect gift. It was not only for my new record but for all the hundreds of records we left at my dad’s house. They were also picked up and presented later with the new record player. So not only did he think about this very thoughtful way to rectify our lack of record player but he took it a step further and brought home the records my father so carefully kept for a rainy day. (Gentlemen take notes)

Corn beef and cabbage has relevance because each year for St. Patty’s day, I’m fasting for lent. During lent I give up meat. To most people that sounds extreme but to the Greek Orthodox that’s just the half of it. Typically, a devote Greek Orthodox person, would give up meat and dairy, and essentially become vegan for 40 days, as a means for repentance, and to honor Christ’s 40 days in the dessert. So I look around every year at those eating their corned beef and cabbage on St. Patty’s day and I cry a little inside because I love it. Hence, the clear gesture of making this very annoying and time consuming meal.

There were no red roses, there were no chocolates, in fact there was not even a card purchased from Hallmark. In fact, he made it. He made the card out of cardboard and glue and he wrote it out. He knew that the act of doing this would mean so much more than a generic hallmark card with the words already decided.

There you have it. Thoughtful and perfect in every way. If I could offer a piece of advice to someone trying to buy someone something… I would tell them. Listen to what they talk about. Really listen.  Think about the things they like to do. Think of where they like to be. Put yourself in their shoes. And for the love of god, do not give them carnations and do not buy them anything of the plastic dolphin nature, and if all else fails, make the card.

Be honest.

I’ve found in working my 8th consecutive Valentines Day in a restaurant that people are only on their best behavior on occasions. They don’t do actively participate in the love they have until they have to. I think that is how people get divorced. Although I’ve never had a marriage I’ve seen many and I took a lot away from the good, the bad and the ugly. The most important part of love is being in it. All the time not just occasionally.

Love and gifts are subjective, but for those endless searches for the perfect gift, ask yourself this, are you doing the search with their heart in mind? If they truth is, if he or she really knows you love them and you really do your best to show them, then even wind chimes will suffice (only if they are relevant). Love is for those of depth and quality not thoughtless and careless expressions.

To be in love I find to be rare, and when I see it, I know, because I have the best and most wonderful love. When I see others in the kind of love I have, it’s like a mirror.

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