After ending a hurtful and cruel marriage, I ended up seeing myself dating a couple of guys for a year or so. Truly the relationships with some of them didn't really last much, since some of them were interested in intercourse and not take the relationship serious. There was a time when I said to myself, "Enough," I rather be a single mom until I find the right guy that will accept me the way I am and of everything that is part of my life. Like my son, with time as I stopped dating, I chose to join a dating/friend’s app where I ended up meeting this single and respectful man who has never been married, no kids, and stable job. I said to myself, "OK let's see how this goes."
With only a month speaking to each other through the social app, we realized that we had a connection and so much in common that we decided to meet up and little did I know, we hit it off right away! Up until today, we are still dating, our relationship is healthy, fun, respectful, and exciting! By doing the math I can honestly say, that we have had only one discussion, but resolved it like a couple. We support each other, we look out for one another, and we are like a crying shoulder. Through time, we have learned that there is to be love, respect and honesty in a relationship and that being intimate is not the only thing. Planning fun days, continuing to know each other, and learning together. My word of advice: Get to know the person first before stepping into marriage, regardless of your sexual preference, getting to know each other first is important before taking the next huge step that is marriage. P.S. Love and enjoy a healthy relationship. <3 Love is Love <3
Confidence is also a big part of a relationship like this one that I am currently in, and when I mean confidence, I mean not blasting his phone with ten messages less than an hour, because that might show him that you are in desperation of getting a quick answer back. Hey! We all have a life, especially when we don’t see each other, like work, family, school, personal space and even social life with friends. Literally this hasn’t been a problem for me ever since I started dating this wonderful and hard-working man. I have learned so much from him that I am truly grateful for having him in my life. Even if we haven’t moved in together, haven’t met each other’s family or have done something bizarre. It’s true! During this relationship I have also learned that there should be no secrets or lies from one another. If you feel that something is wrong or uncomfortable in the relationship then communicate, talk to one another and see if there’s something that you both can solve as a team. It’s not that hard you know, and if he or she does not feel comfortable to talk about the situation then by all means, no pressure. No pressure at all because the more pressure is added then problems will soon begin to rise and having problems within a relationship is normal but not up to the point where verbal, physical or emotional abuse is presented. Many years ago, I lived that type of experience and it affected me so much that it took time for me to heal and to move on. Yet again, happiness will approach into your life once more but this time in a healthier manner, fun, loving, and sincere way. Confidence is, my favorite element in a relationship.
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Patience is power:The legacy of the watchmaker.
In the heart of a bustling city, surrounded by the incessant hum of life, lived an old watchmaker named Elias. His shop, nestled between a bakery and a bookshop, was a relic of a bygone era. The sign above his door, painted in faded gold letters, read "Elias's Timepieces."Elias was renowned for his craft, not just for his meticulous repairs but for the clocks and watches he created. Each piece was a testament to his patience and precision. He often said, "Patience is power," a phrase he had learned from his grandfather, who had been a watchmaker before him. To Elias, these words were not just a motto but a way of life.One rainy afternoon, as Elias sat hunched over his workbench, adjusting the tiny gears of a grandfather clock, the doorbell chimed. He looked up to see a young man, no older than twenty, dripping water on the wooden floor. The young man held a pocket watch in his hand, its chain dangling loosely."Can I help you?" Elias asked, peering over his spectacles."My name is Thomas," the young man began. "This watch belonged to my father. It's been broken for years. I was hoping you could fix it."Elias took the watch from Thomas's hand and examined it. The casing was tarnished, and the hands were frozen at twelve. He opened the back and saw that the intricate mechanisms were caked with dust and rust. It was a challenge, but one Elias accepted without hesitation."This will take time," Elias said. "Patience is power, young man. Come back in a week."Thomas nodded, though his eyes betrayed his doubt. He left the shop, the bell jingling softly behind him.Elias set to work. Each evening, after the day's customers had left, he labored over the watch. He carefully cleaned each gear, replaced worn parts, and meticulously reassembled the delicate mechanism. The work required a steady hand and a calm mind. Elias found a strange solace in the task, losing himself in the rhythmic ticking of the clocks surrounding him.As the days passed, Thomas returned to the shop, watching Elias work, asking questions about the process. Elias answered each question patiently, teaching Thomas about the delicate balance of a watch's components, the importance of each tiny part working in harmony with the others.Thomas was fascinated. He began to understand why Elias valued patience so highly. The old man's dedication to his craft, his ability to lose himself in the minutiae, and his unwavering calm were qualities Thomas admired and aspired to.On the seventh day, Elias called Thomas into the workshop. The pocket watch lay on the workbench, gleaming as if it were new. Elias handed it to Thomas, who held it with a mixture of reverence and excitement. He wound the watch and listened as it began to tick, the sound steady and strong."It works," Thomas whispered, a smile spreading across his face."Indeed it does," Elias replied. "Remember, patience is power. With patience, you can achieve things others might think impossible."Thomas thanked Elias and left the shop, the watch safely tucked in his pocket. As he walked home, he thought about the lessons he had learned. He realized that his father's watch was more than just a timepiece; it was a symbol of the values his father had tried to impart, values that Elias had helped him understand more deeply.Years passed, and Thomas found himself returning to Elias's shop often, not just for repairs but for the wisdom the old watchmaker imparted. He learned the art of watchmaking, working alongside Elias, absorbing the skills and the mindset required for such a meticulous craft.When Elias grew too old to continue, he passed the shop on to Thomas. The young man, now older and wiser, continued the tradition, always remembering the lessons of patience and dedication he had learned. He placed a new sign above the door, in fresh gold letters: "Thomas's Timepieces." Below it, in smaller letters, he added, "Patience is Power."Thomas ran the shop with the same care and precision Elias had shown. He taught his own apprentices, sharing the wisdom that had been passed down to him. The shop thrived, a testament to the enduring power of patience and the legacy of a humble watchmaker who had understood that true power lies not in haste, but in the quiet strength of persistence.
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