Sunday, May 5, 2013

DATING; LESSON LEARNED

I have all the trappings of success - a high-flying career, financial security and a home in the heart of Long Island. But I don't have the one thing I crave more than anything: a loving wife and family. Today, seeing friends with their children around them tortures me, I convinced that somewhere out there, a better, more exciting, more fulfilling life awaited me. Only there wasn't. So many people will be assessing their lives and relationships, wondering if the grass is greener on the other side. Many will mistake contentment for boredom, forgetting to cherish the good things they have. I would urge those who are considering walking away from such riches to think again.

How different things would be for me now if only I didn't waste time with woman I knew weren't right for me even from the beginning...including my ex wife.  My mom's words to me continue to haunt me."There's a lot to be said for someone who truly loves you...don't waste your time with someone who doesn't." I can truly say that only one person ever really loved me in my life....but I was young, stupid and didn't know what I  had. Now I can only look back and admonish my selfish, younger self. I  was convinced there would be
another, better Mrs Right waiting around the corner.

 After my divorce...I struggled to pull myself back together and did a lot of soul-searching. I finally understood what my mom had mean. To those out there thinking of walking away from humdrum Relationships, I would say don't mistake contentment for unhappiness, as I did. It could be a choice you'll regret for the rest of your life.

Sometime..i feel like love has no meanings unless i find someone who loves me

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