Notes to Self


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I had a quick talk today with a friend about relationships and it’s been in my head all day. Is it possible… is it feasible… is it even remotely likely that we’ll find the one, the love of our lives, Mr./Mrs. Right? Is the notion of happily ever after just that… a notion? And for those of you who are coupled, do you believe they are the only one for you? Or is it possible (without discrediting your relationship at all) that there are many we could be blissfully happy with?

In Cindiland, that is my world, happy couples do not abound. My grandparents were married for over fifty years, but I know grandma had the patience of a saint, which I may or may not have inherited. I’m leaning towaaaaard… not so much, but I digress. My parents are divorced and we all agreed that was a wonderful thing to do. My father has ten siblings and of the entire giant gypsy clan that I call my family, only ONE uncle and aunt are truly happy. I mean they love each other more than a fat kid loves cake and my cousins are so incredibly wonderful that I’d be pressed to EVER find a better happiness model. And I don’t even mean superficial stuff… I mean going to bed, turning off the lights, and smiling as you sleep because you know life is g-o-o-d.

So I have trouble believing in romance. I want to so much and the last thing I’d like to do is put that negativity out there. My BFF Brian practically drilled the following into my head:

Your thoughts become your words, your words become your actions, and your actions become your character.
(memorize that, by the way, it comes in handy). It’s very simple, the universe just goes “your wish is my command” and poof! There you are all Bitter Betty on match.com hoping this time it’ll be different.
I don’t want to be the love Grinch. But I don’t want to live in my little Pisces fantasy land where falling in love = happy. I want to just be happy no matter what and no matter whom. And I think I’ve done a pretty good job putting that into honest practice. Not just saying it and writing about it, but honestly finding my goals and my passion and being incredibly satisfied in life.

I wonder sometimes if that’s possible to do if you’re attached. I’ve said it before, they don’t call it falling in love for nothing. I really think you loose your head there for a while and nothing makes much sense. You have to consider the other person when making every decision and you would rather spend ten minutes with them than a few hours studying. For instance, I wouldn’t be applying to schools out of town if I was settled here with someone… life would be just different. So the question is, would I be as driven as I am today if I was attached to a better (tall, dark, and handsome) half?

One thing I’ve learned writing my research paper is that I don’t have to have all the answers, but I can sure probe your brain and pose some questions….

I can’t remember how stressing over someone feels like either. I live SUCH a peaceful life. Well, we know I’m stressing because of grad school, but I will take this anxiety ANY DAY over a broken, sad, or angry heart. Or a combo of all three. I had a girlfriend once tell me she would rather have another c-section than live through a sad break-up or divorce. Jeeeeeezzz… talk about painting a vivid picture there. She’s doing alright so I’m not too concerned.

Which leads us, of course, to the obvious paradox of not opening up to anyone in order to preserve that peace - a conundrum indeed.
I haven’t quite made up my mind about happily ever after. Since I’m officially a citizen of Nerdidom lately, here’s a quote from the introduction to my copy of Lawrence’s Women in Love:
Danish theologian Søren Kierkegaard, in his existentialist masterwork Either/Or, begins to question the sincerity of an eternal love. May it not, Kierkegaard enquired, be more sincere, instead of pledging to love your beloved forever and forever and forever, to vow to love her until Easter or May Day, and if that works out, to renew the vow until Christmas?
But that’s not acceptable, now is it? We just don’t do that because it wouldn’t be “nice.” I really think I should have a separate bedroom in my house so I can sleep by myself when I’m feeling like… well… sleeping by myself. I think my beau should enjoy plenty of Cindy-free time following his dreams and passions way apart from the family unit. I also believe we have a strong karmic contract with a few people to be romantically involved with in this lifetime. I know the people in my life that I’ve had that attraction to. It’s not too many and I can easily count them in one hand. I haven’t seriously dated any of them by the way… they’ve just been fleeting moments or casual co-workers or wonderful men that live far, far away. The problem is that once I feel that connection and that certainty that somehow I know you more than I should know you, nothing else comes close and everyone else I meet falls short (no pun intended… I’m six feet tall).

And so here I am writing this entry in record time. I guess when you have a lot in your mind it just pours right out. I’m just present and live in the moment. All I can be is thankful for the amazing life I lead and for this unbelievable opportunity to basically start all over and follow my bliss! Stress or no stress… I’m sitting on my couch writing this with a giant smile (and a slight chuckle) because when I turn off my lights tonight oh you better believe it… I’ll be thinking life is g-o-o-d.... I'll do my best to never close my heart up to good things. Note to self:


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