A change in direction of blogging and embarrassingly inspired by Rebecca Ferguson, who was in the Metro today and said 'nothing is real but love'.
Two people who I hold in high regard in my life have recently had their hearts broken, both men and both good people who adored their wife and girlfriend. My friend is only 24 and has a marriage and a child under his belt, so clearly he is that rare breed of pro-commitment man. He slaved away working two jobs, putting in 60+ hours a week to pay for his rent, his wife and child, whilst she did not work at all. Then one day his pregnant wife simply informed my friend she wanted a divorce. He did as she requested, left, slept on his friend's floor and cried at the marriage breakdown. After some soul searching and prayer for a sign, he found one.
He checked her email and found that she had aborted their child. Returning home and giving her chances to come clean, she claimed and continued to maintain she had had a miscarriage. He also received verbal abuse from a mother in law who did not even bother turning up to their wedding and whom he had never spoken to prior to this particular ambush.
My cousin on the other hand, is not the committed type, he's in no way a douche bag to women but he has always been a free spirit and notorious in my family for most likely to stay unmarried. Yet he found a young lady who he considered his soul mate. He called her one time and asked her where she was, as you do, she replied that she was at a mutual friend's house, he then asked to speak to her as he had something to talk about with this friend anyway, and she promptly hung up.
It was later exposed that she was cheating, not only that but she offered that she was only with him because she felt sorry for him. My cousin is NOT the type to take pity on, he comes from a great family, with money, has had his own business before the age of 25 and has one of those charismatic, carefree and funny personalities. It's the equivalent of a girl 'taking pity' on I don't know, Robert Patterson, or George Clooney or insert your own heartthrob here.
Women often lament the lack of good men and quite rightly so for the majority of the time, but the women who do get the good men also seem to be fond of taking the piss.
Sometimes all it takes is one epiphany moment to realise that the person you thought was THE ONE was not. The all-defining deal breaker. For me, one day I woke up and suddenly realised that the person I became, and the person I was with, was not the person my parents raised me to be and be with. And that was it.
See
http://raraproductions.blogspot.com/ &
http://anbarrockny.blogspot.com/
