Eventually, your failure to make a decision will be your decision.

I’ve learned the hard way how damaging our actions and words can be. So, I strive to follow one mantra…

Live authentically.

No, I haven’t always and yes, that’s hurt people. People I’ve deeply cared for. So, it’s become a mission of mine.

Enjoy the small things.

Celebrate and live in every moment.

Never take anyone for granted.

Be honest… to yourself and those around you.

Teaching my children will prove to be a struggle sometimes. Maintaining myself will, too. I’d love more than anything to travel back in time and find the moment that changed our mentality. When did we all become so materialistic? When did we start letting our ego’s rule our actions? When did it become more important to update your Facebook status about having dinner with your family… than to actually have dinner with your family?

I’ll just keep repeating myself until it is nature, I guess.

Don’t say things you don’t mean.

Treat everyone the way you wish to be treated.

And for God’s sake… let’s stop lying to one another. 

The problem all along? I thought we were watching a comedy... not a tragedy.

I keep hearing and reading about friends who’ve been in bad relationships and blah blah… I find myself thinking why we are all roaming around grouping these relationships into such category?

Were you abused? Because that’s bad.

Or did things just not work out and you went separate ways? Because that’s normal.

But I get the sense we don’t really know what normal is anymore. You’ve only two choices now… black or white.

I’m beginning to think I’ve either the most archaic notion of dating or just an absolutely new idea of it entirely. I meet someone. I run them through the various checks and balances and upon passing I then take it to the next level. Yes, I will go out on a date with you. After several successful dates, I then take it to the next level. Etc. Etc. Etc.

If at any point it’s determined that we are no longer compatible, I close up shop and move on. So, sure many dates and relationships haven’t ended up the way I wanted… that doesn’t make them bad does it? It makes them experience. If at any point I am intentionally lit on fire or if my face becomes the landing point for a large boulder or your fist, then yes… I will file that under bad.

But, if we learn from these relationships then those experiences propel us just a little further in our search for compatibility. So, how then can we justify calling them bad?

Personally, I thank them for their time and keep them as friends so I can reference how much I’ve grown and recall fondly the memories of when we were both less mature and dared to believe otherwise.

If I awoke tomorrow with a genie under my arm...

My first wish would be that everyone, and I do mean everyone... old and small, learn the correct way to spell "hot". That's right... there is only 1 t.