Do you remember the days when liking someone was just enough? For some, it didn't matter how they treated you, what kind of attention the gave or didn't give to you, whether or not they had goals, who their friends were, how they got along with their family, if they were reliable, responsible, and whether or not they would make a good father... or mother. When I was in high school, I chose the boys who were cute because they gave me "butterflies"; up into my mid-twenty's I chose the guys who had a nice face, muscular body, and who knew how to have fun because they gave me excitement...and you know what that got me? A LOT of good pictures LOL! J/K :-) No...but seriously, I was shallow, but then again can we really help who we are attracted to and how they make us feel? Nevertheless, I found that its not about choosing the guy because of who he is, how he is, or how "excited" he makes you feel - its about choosing for you . As the years go by, we s...
PART 1: What’s wrong with me? A question many women I know, personally, tend to ask when things don’t go right in relationships. A question I even ask myself, sometimes. Well, tell me, what is wrong with you? Tell me, what is wrong with me ? There you go…there’s our answer. The very fact we doubted ourselves enough that we had to ask that question. Its so simple, yet so complicated. Its been said that, “whether you think you can or you can’t – your right.” I can honestly say I believe this with all my heart…the only problem is… I haven’t mastered it. Could everything I was against be all that I could love? Could everything I worried about in “relationships” be apart of my greatest joy? Possibly.
I was reading an interview with Jennifer Lopez in Aprils' People magazine, and there was a question that really caught my attention. The interviewer asked JLO if she felt better about herself now then she did when she was in her 20's. She responded with, "Yes. I feel better, I feel smarter. In my 20's I just wasn't there in my mind and my soul and my spirit..." Many women who I've spoken to, that are older then me, often say they felt better about themselves and about their life once they reached their 30's - which makes me feel somewhat at ease. Maybe because parts of me feel so incomplete. This is not to say I'm unhappy, because I'm a happy person and I'm extremely grateful for all I have; however, there are pieces of me that don't feel right - like I'm missing something, or like there has been a sense of loss somewhere. After I read her full interview, i of course admired her pictures but not because of her beauty, but b...