Brandi Cullins
Stories (2/0)
The Working Mom Guilt
Monday mornings usually go about the same each and every week. I start collecting my things and secretly try to put on my shoes before my toddler notices. He knows what this means; shoes are symbolic to him. When he catches on, he frantically starts trying to find his shoes. Shoes mean Mommy is about to leave; shoes mean a meltdown is coming. He thinks that if he also puts on his shoes, he will be able to go with me. This breaks me, every single morning, this breaks me. As I give him kisses and tell him goodbye, I can hear him start to cry as I walk out the door. I have come accustomed to redoing my makeup in my car. My eyes swollen from a mix of crying and sleep deprivation. I give myself the same pep talk every morning - you got this; you can do this.
By Brandi Cullins4 years ago in Families
Your Partner May Not Be Your Soulmate
One topic I have always found interesting is the idea of soulmates — that mushy gushy term for that perfect match, the ultimate connection that is so powerful it’s as though each soul was constructed for the other. Why do I find this interesting? It's far too romanticized. It makes people give up on love far too easily. It makes people believe the other is missing the correct connections to align with their idea of what a soulmate should be. I, for one, have been with the same person for eleven years. We met when we were 17-years-old and have made it through almost every possible good and bad scenario a couple could go through. We have been told time and time again that we are soulmates, two people absolutely made for each other in every way. Are we soulmates? I know we didn't exactly meet that definition when we first met. We loved each other, that was very obvious, but we were missing a few of the connections that so-called “soulmates” are pegged to have. We disagreed on a large variety of topics, we liked different things, and we also had to put a lot of work into our relationship to make it survive.
By Brandi Cullins6 years ago in Humans