Let’s face it… relationships are expensive! And I don’t mean financially either [well on second thought, I've had my share of those types of relationships as well-- another story for another time]. But I’m more so talking about how taxing they can be emotionally, how costly they are in regards to your mental stability at times. The enormous amount of time they demand. All these things considered I’ve come to realize that 
relationships are investments and investments, all too often, I’ve made in haste, only to discover it wasn’t worth while. They appeared promising at first glance but at a deeper level, have only taught me that everything that glitters is definitely not gold. Don’t get me wrong, it took me quite some time to learn this lesson. Countless attempts I’ve made to yield a return on the love, dedication and emotion I’ve expended in a relationship only to some how came up short. At other times the care and nurture I’ve put into building was met by all my efforts being undermined, unknowingly uprooted and replaced with weeds. Every time it was a different character yet producing the same results namely, me being left bankrupt with all the vibrant and compassionate me I’ve invested handed back to me broken and in pieces–depleted and severely exhausted. Reaping what I had not sown for, receiving nothing I had intended and very far from what I had given.
I don’t know how some do it; embark on more relationships than you can be counted on one or both hands. Guess for some it provides a sense of accomplishment, adds notches to the good ol’ belt. But as for me, I’ve learned that relationships are things I’ll handle with care, my fragility has been ill-handled far too many time for me to entrust it to just anyone, yet again. I’m only making investments with partners [boos] that are willing to bring just as much if not more to the table than I am. I’m making investments that are not just good for just a little while but investments that are worth while and consider both parties best interest and good in the end.
ub? I ask the question because although I’ve never been the cheating type, I’ve known some peeps who were, and proud, professional ones at that. But it raises some interesting concepts and points in my mind. To begin with, is there a such thing as a “cheating type”? If so how do you spot them prior to them committing the crime? It’d be so much easier if they had a scarlet letter “C” branded on their chests right? And if some one is not the “cheating type” does that mean that they will never evolve into one of them?
…crazy things, is usually how the saying goes. Problem is, I don’t like clichés too much; reason being that they almost gain their credibility and validity more through time and extensive overuse rather than accuracy! And so as a result, you have a host of bizarre, disturbing, insane, and down right ludicrous activity taking place in the name of…dare I say *gulp* love! And there you have it: some person moved by what they believed to be love, burned her no- longer-boos house down; or busted the windows out his car; invaded his privacy and checked his call log to see who he’s been texting and chatting it up with; and then looked at this string of crazy activity and said “Ah ha!!! Yes this must be love”.
So my sister and I are eating a Subway sandwich yesterday [compliments of the 5 dollar foot long days...I'm loving it]. And it was pretty alright…until the late bite. Something about that last morsel I put in my mouth…all of a sudden made it the most tasty sandwich I’ve ever had. In fact, that last drop was better than the entire sandwich for some reason. I didn’t stop half way through eating the sandwich to say that it was good, as my sister did, because up until that point it really wasn’t good enough for me to make a public announcement about. But once it was gone, the goodness of it lingered on my taste buds and I had to say, man that sure was a good sandwich. So naturally my sister and I got into a discussion about why the last drop of something is usually the best part. Granted there are things that are in fact, good til the last drop, which is a slogan for something but don’t know what, but there are those things that are so good that you thoroughly enjoy it from beginning to end. Other things, not so much- quite the contrary you only declare it’s goodness after the last drop of it is gone. And that’s when she said something profound: It’s just like with relationships!
