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Welcome to My World!
Sooo...you all want to know huh? Well here is me in a nut-shell. Well, not really a nut-shell at all!! I am a mother of age 33 with 2 boys; one with autism and the other a "spit-fire." I can't believe I am even saying this! And I very well shouldn't because frankly it is really none of anyone's business. But you lot, no..you lot are so consumed with your lives you have to know the juicy, little sweet and sexy details of mine. So be it!! I have a husband who is 25 years older then me and have been with him for the past 18 years (married 15 though). He is the only man I have ever been with..if you know what I mean! My soulmate certainly winned and dinned me for sure. Otherwise, I might have had a boyfiend or too my own age of 18 years old ( future husband at 34). Here is the kicker and please don't take it to heart..I have known him since age 9 when his daughter; only 3 months older then me, is how we met. So is it better that I got with boys my own age who only want "one-thing", on their minds or to be like my great-grandparents and be with a man like fine-wine and have only one man for my whole entire life?? Want to know more?!We've all heard stories of women's husbands, boyfriends, brothers, or any male in their lives, going for younger women.And honestly, it's somewhat of a mystery. Well, you might find some clarity in these reasons as to why men prefer dating younger women. One,younger women are more adventurous.Next,they crave eternal youth and so choose to be with a younger women.Younger women are more open to new things intimately.Younger women make them feel wanted.In addition, I believe that older women have an emotional maturity that some men can't handle.I do not believe that fear of commitment drives older men into the embrace of younger women.In my opinion, I think some men might find women their age hard to control.I do not believe that intimacy might scare older men.However, younger women are more flexible about having their needs met. This isn't as much of a treat to older men. But it's not always because of these reasons that older men date younger women. Some times, they strike gold and have a genuine connection with their younger partners. And when that happens, it is sheer magic!I am not proud to say that years ago I had a strong stereotype in my mind. It was that a younger woman who married an older man would always be a gold digger. She never worked and never wanted to. The man would be a sexist who only valued her for her youthful perfection and expected nothing else from the relationship but for her to look good on his arm. That is true about 10% of the time, but I was so wrong about the other 90%!Imagine you are a man in your 40’s or 50’s who has gone through an awful divorce. Your ego has been raked over the coals. Every flaw you have has been shouted at you.Now imagine this young woman meets this older man.What happens next is magical. This man finds a woman who appreciates everything about him. He is so smart. He is so put together.He feels like he really is the greatest man too because she adores him. They fall in love and get married.When you are young anyone older should be able to impress you. They typically are more responsible and confident and knowledgeable. They ask you deep questions. They are not just after one thing. Once the younger woman and her peers grow older too, she begins seeing her older husband as ordinary, maybe even as just old. Then there is sex. Women do typically gain a significantly stronger sex drive in their late 30’s to late 40’s. Men, however, typically experience a steady decline. This does not help matters at all.So, the stereotype in my mind was very wrong.As great as it is to have a young partner show you new things, and an older partner teach you new things, there is no substitute for a partner who is your peer.No one can ever go back to the beginning of any relationship. It will never be, “…the way it was back in the beginning.” All relationships have challenges. In my experience this is the unique challenge of an older man and a younger woman as time goes by, simply put, they both get older. Hubby??..When you do read this; just know...you got me babe..through and through til the end.
Jenny HudsonPublished 4 years ago in HumansMusic and Northern Lights
There’s something in the sky tonight. A tingle. A whisper. Electric, green waves roll their way across the starlit sky as if sending messages from the universe to the earth. The wolves’ howls in the distance, carried along by the chill, winter breeze, make their way across the mountains and down into the forest where Rebecca lies. Her velvet, brown hair caresses her pale cheeks as she turns her head to face the glass windows above her. She has finally made it back to Igloo Village. The howling breeze, as cool and soothing as the blanket of bleached-white snow on the ground outside, strokes the needles of the surrounding pine trees and compels the owls among their branches to hoot, almost as if in melody with each other. This is Finland in winter. Rebecca looks up through the clear, curved roof of her igloo, closes her eyes for a moment and breathes out a deep sigh of relief. She is alone. She is still. All is peaceful and serene. The warmth from the flickering fire calms her nerves as the smell of cinnamon from the burning and crackling pinecones kisses the air around her.
Rose RocketPublished 4 years ago in HumansSelfish Love
Why do you choose to love those you choose to love? Not those you are supposed to love, such as family members, but those you choose to love. You make a conscience choice to invest your time and energy into another human which, to your knowledge, has no other connection to you other than the one made by complete coincidental circumstance. After the feelings have been strengthened, through time and experience, you may start to feel that you love this other individual so much that, in a sense, they are obligated to love you just the same. This is a common misconception and can quickly fester into something quite unhealthy.
RandomTaterTotsPublished 4 years ago in HumansConfessions of... a man hater
When I was a teenager, I was two things, a binge drinker and a man hater. My mum was a man hater before me, even though this year she's been married for forty odd years, and my gran was a man hater before her, even though she had been married for sixty odd years when she passed.
The mermaid
Years later when the prince was old and gray he would return to the beach once more. The prince always liked the waterfront, in the bittersweet way people liked Christmas. Much has changed since the shipwreck. The wild shore was now covered in bathing sheds, they had set a fun fair up at the wharf.
Veronica ValentinePublished 4 years ago in HumansThe Twilight Master
Closing and locking the door of my office I stroll down the hall, waving goodbye to coworkers as I pass by offices and cubicles. I may just be a desk clerk for the boss, but after last years christmas fiasco, no one questions my exact position here, especially Bob.Every time his nose or back itches or hurts, he is going to think of me. How great it is to be remembered, but it’s not my fault he didn't turn on the self security building procedure like he was supposed to. No , not my fault at all. At least I don’t get called a imposter anymore. Everyone used to think that I got treated like a boss, rather than a secretary. Which in a way is true, but I am still technically a secretary. I walk down the hall to the elevator and go down to the main floor. Of course my office had to be at the top of a 5 story tall building. Cause the added two minutes is totally worth it. That’s two minutes out of my precious life, every day, multiple times. I can see my life flashing before my eyes already.
teddybearnationPublished 4 years ago in HumansThe Old Man and the Birch Tree
The autumn leaves crackling their way through the mildly cold breeze falling gently on the ground were as melancholic as Z, reading the newspaper. The headline read,’ 3 years since the earthquake that shook the country’s soul. Still repairing broken lives and hearts.’ Z remembered. He remembered sitting in his office a 100 miles away getting a call at 10 in the morning, he had just started with his day. He remembered hearing his niece’s broken voice. He remembered telling her to calm down, to leave her mother lying silently on the floor covered in red and rubble, to find shelter under the dining table, to stop crying, to slowly breathe and close her eyes. He remembered telling her it was going to be okay until it wasn’t. Until the sound of heavy panic-induced breathing turned mute. He had lost the only family he had. Three years later he sat on the bench of the park on which he had spent the last 10 summers before the earthquake watching his only family grow with a glow that made life itself blush. The park never felt the same again. There was no glow. Only a silent shade of cold remembrance of the bliss it used to be.
Nandita ShandilyaPublished 4 years ago in HumansWhy be a licking dog?
What is the "Licking dog"? It's very pop word in East-Asian world for now, especially in China. Its word to talking about people in lower ranks to chase their crush.
AnselRancePublished 4 years ago in HumansThe special one
Once upon a time there was a girl name Nesia and she was in high school she saw a boy that caught her eye but it was something about him and she didn't know what it was she felt safe around him even though he didn't know her its was the atmosphere when they was together.
K and D BradshawPublished 4 years ago in HumansDeath March
My doctor had stated with great conviction that I will die tomorrow. How blizzare. This is not something you conventionally hear about your medical diagnosis - it is usually "Oh Bettany, with a heavy heart I must tell you that you have six months to live. I am terribly sorry." My actual name is Bitna according to the birth certificate my mother got from a random South Korean hospital in one of the poorest areas when she was 21. She wasn't accompanied by my dad on the way in or out.
Dary-Anna KusevaPublished 4 years ago in HumansUnwanted
Unwanted- no longer desired Rejected- to dismiss as inadequate Neglected- disregarded These are all the emotions I felt as I went through life of wondering why… Why I wasnt enough for my mother… was I a bad kid? Was something wrong with me?
A RANT ALL EXTREMES (Of any sort) ARE BAD!
A RANT ALL EXTREMES (Of any sort) ARE BAD! BALANCE IS GOOD! . . SEX BALANCE! . I hate people that sexually assault.
Ross E Fortune LombardiPublished 4 years ago in Humans