A Life Uncommon

This is dedicated to all of my single mom friends out there, known and unknown.  

There are many things that oppress us, as women, as mothers, as ex wives and ex girlfriends... 

Regardless of what you are facing, keep in mind what your ultimate goal is.  

At the end of the day, do you have a good relationship with your kids?  Can you look yourself in the mirror at the end of the day?  Are there people who love you?  Are there people in your life who LET you love them?  Are you living an authentic life, being true to yourself?  

If you answered yes to the above questions, then you are truly blessed.  

These are things that all the money in the world cannot buy.  Don't let anyone hold anything over your head, because at the end of the day, when this life is over, he may be laid to rest in a golden coffin, and you, in a pine box.  But only God knows the heart, and money cannot buy a good heart.  

Hang in there, my girls.  Listen to this song, and be encouraged.

Love, Bambi.

Friend?

I have a friend. She is a single mom too.

She became friends with my boyfriend on facebook. They had mild, funny "banter" on there, and that seemed fine.

Until...

She asked him to do an estimate on some work that was needed at her house. He has his own business doing home renovations and repair work.

When he said he could come over on the weekend to take a look at it, she said,

"Oh, I'm so happy, I could just kiss you!"

He said, "I think my girlfriend would have something to say about that."

She said, "That's ok, we just won't tell her."

Yep, really.

And I don't care if she was kidding.

My boyfriend stopped talking with her altogether, and told me what she said.

And I haven't really spoken to her either.

I've had other guys banter with me here and there. But I think there is a line that you just don't cross. I had to tell a guy once that I didn't want him commenting on anything anymore, and that I didn't want to speak or banter with him, because he had a thing with one of my best friends. Because I respect her, and I place a priority on my friendship with her.

And I am so happy to be with a man (Yes, a MAN, not a guy, or a dude, but a MAN) who places a priority on our relationship, and couldn't be bothered dealing with people who are disrespectful like that.

Even if she was just joking.

Because that is something *I* would never joke about. Ever. Ever...

He told me about it when it first happened, but I kinda forgot about it. We were speaking about it again, and well, it stuck with me this time. It's just not cool. It bothers me.

That's why I'm writing here. This is where I get things out there, a way to express it and brush it off. That's right, you've been brushed off, girl. I don't have time for that kind of bullshit. I'm nearly 42, and I am just not interested in making nice with flakes anymore.

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