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Keeping the flames lit while you and your lover are apart is as easy as a web cam away.  Replacing photographs, web cams provides instant access to my sweeties face and keeps me connected.  Constant phone conversations keep the lines of communication open.  

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Is the one you love acting up, making your life a living hell.  If they would just treat you like you treat them there’d be no problem right?   You try to be nice, but you always end up getting screwed.
Does your job make you sick?  Are you overworked and underpaid in a position with no opportunity for advancement?  Is your boss a tyrant, but the uncertain economy keeps your stapler on the desk.
Who is making your life miserable?  Maybe it’s your kids.  Grown but depending heavily on you for support when all you want is to retire, and
run away to the islands. 
Why does life have to be so hard?   You’re sick and tired of being sick and tired.  But what can you do? Bills got to be paid.  You can’t let your kids down and at least you got a ‘boo’.   You try to get comfortable with uncomfortable, grit your teeth and fake it and hope to hit the lottery even though you don’t play.

My black heart stilettos
were sexy enough, but my feet barley made it to the car after the party … I was miserable and I was responsible for my pain.  It’s real easy to blame your misery on shoes, everybody and everything.  We live in a society where we are taught that if you do x- y- z, you will get a job, a house, and a soul–mate to love you forever.  And if you don’t get what you want, it’s not your fault.  You sing that ‘Somebody Done Somebody Wrong” song, and do nothing but whine because it’s easier to do nothing than do something.  And we’ve have lots of executive training around not letting anything bad be our fault.  So despite the nice looking numbers on the spreadsheet,  and picture perfect family, the bottom line ‘the truth’ remains obscured because nobody wants to be responsible for poor performance or offspring who cannot support themselves, or a failed romantic relationship, or an unhappy life.  Yet, placing responsibility for your future, your happiness, and your peace with something outside of yourself is a sure recipe for disappointment.  If you think you can control what another person will do or feel, you can count on being miserable plenty times. Accept responsibility for what you want in your life and experience your power.  Enjoy life more.  Learn something new.  Be truthful.  Take a class. Let go. Update your resume.  Tell your children no.  Grow in your relationships.  Be a priority in your life.  Don’t know how?  Keep coming back to Where Women Grow. 
You’re responsible for your misery.  But you’re also responsible for your joy. 
Smart People Choose Joy.

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I miss him most in winter.
And the colder it gets, the more I miss those little things he did,  (stop here and put on Natalie Coles, I’m Catching Hell), like warm my car at six in the morning, clean the ice from the car windows, and put the correct amount of Splenda, cream and steaming coffee in my travel mug.   His hot loving on bone chilling nights make the coldest January sunsets inviting.   Sometimes we’re on the phone not talking just breathing and I forget that we are two thousand two hundred and eleven miles apart.  His sky tonight is clear.  He can see the big dipper.    Same sky here.  Clear as a bell and cold as … He has one thousand kisses saved for me.  I feel the intimate  details of his lips with my mind.  Being apart does not make me forget that he can be an ass.  Being apart does not make me forget that I love his ass.   

Regenna L