"Love Stinks" Pepe Le Pew
I got some bad news yesterday. A friend of mine broke up with a long time boyfriend. I hate the sadness of the break up but in the long run I feel it is for the best. I really don't feel that they were good for each other. Different needs and directions. I hate admitting this... I always looked at these two and wondered why they were together? What did they see in each other?
I am all too familiar with this line now that I think about it. As I sit here and think about all the times I heard that about me and my ex-husband. Unfortunately they were correct. Much to my chagrin.
I was watching watching Oprah the other night and she had this gal on that specializes in focusing on the root of emotional problems and focusing on the positive. she said something very interesting. You can judge a relationship by the beginning of it. What is very funny, is that I knew right away that I was going to marry him, but I also knew it wasn't going to last.
I had many clues and chose not to pay attention to them. The day before my wedding I was heading out of work late and was racing to the dress shop to pick up my dress. Right before my exit a big semi-truck just started moving over. I was nearly sideswiped since there was no shoulder on the road only a cement barrier. At the very last second he saw my teeny tiny little GEO Metro and went back over. There is some symbolism to the semi and the barrier. Needless to say by the time I got there it was too late and they were closed.
The day of my wedding I went out to breakfast with my family and spent the morning wanting to throw up. By the time I got to the church I knew something wasn't right. I got in my dress, got all dolled up then went and had pictures taken. I don't even remember the pictures being taken. That whole scene is a complete blank. I ended up sneaking out of the bridesmaids and bridal area to go have a cigarette before the pictures. The funny thing is that no one stopped me. No one noticed for a long while that I was even gone. That is one nice thing about a huge wedding you can easily get lost in the shuffle even if you are the bride.
While I was out there by myself, all i could think about was that I shouldn't be doing this. For at least five minutes I actually contemplated running. Unfortunately my next thoughts were of all of the guests that were invited and all of the money spent by my Mother on the stupid thing. I chickened out of making a dash. I shouldn't have.
All lessons learned, are lessons learned the hard way. Five years later at least I am back on track.
The longer that lesson is behind me the more I realize that I am a much happier camper for leaving. I say life can be good being single. Maybe that will be a topic for another day.
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