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Category: Marriage and Relationships

  • Forgot My Phone & Remembered How to Live

    Forgot My Phone & Remembered How to Live

    Forgot my phone and realized that I am too dependent on it. I felt naked and awkward. I felt lost and unsure; insecure. I hide behind my phone. My phone has become a crutch, especially in my line of work. It has replaced my eyes, my ears, my brain, my voice, my memory and my attention. I have become so dependent on capturing everything that happens in my life for posterity that I am missing it in real-time. I have become so accustomed to instant gratification that there are no more great surprises and the real, genuine moments are few and far between. If they do happen, they are often missed only to be seen in retrospective playback.

    Our phones have become a barrier between us and living in the moment. We’ve all developed such intense cases of FOMO that we are, in fact, missing out on the really important things like honest conversations, human connections, true love, trust and firsts.

    I don’t want to miss another minute of my life or view it through a screen. I want to look directly into the eyes of my child as she says something, anything, to me. I want to hear her when she speaks not when I play it back. I don’t want to miss the moments for one more moment. This video by Charlene deGuzman reminded me of that.

    I am committing to walking away and turning off the social media, computers and phones when I am with my family. When I am with them, those few hours every day after school until their bedtime, I will be 100% present. I owe them that. I owe me that.

    I want to experience my life not document it for someone else to relive in some far off future.

    I want my children to say my mother was present, she listened and she cared about it all. She loved me and I know it because she was there for all of it; paying attention and giving advice.

    I want my husband to know that he is the most important person in the room with me and that when we are alone together talking, imagining our future, planning our life, it is just the two of us and not the entire Internet and there is nowhere else in the world that I would rather be.

    I want my friends to know that I care about what they are saying and when I say that I am “here for them” I am really there for them, wherever that might be 100%. No more 1/2 listening with one eye on the Internet because nothing happening “out there” is more important than what is happening right here, next to me; a joke, a story, a laugh, a cry, a human experience.

    forgot my phone, Charlene deGuzman

    Technology is a wonderful thing but it is no replacement for the human condition.I want my humanity in tact because without it, what are we?

     

  • Things that Go Bump in the Night

    Things that Go Bump in the Night

    afraidI used to be an old pro at parenting my girls alone and basically living without another adult in the house, most of the time. I hated it. My husband lived in another state 5 days a week. It was awful. Remember the bald spot that sent me into a tailspin at 3 in the morning? Good times! (more…)

  • Right Place, Right Time; This is Dedicated to the One I Love

    Right Place, Right Time; This is Dedicated to the One I Love

    wedding, anniversary, 14th wedding anniversary, love, Big Guy14 years ago today, I married my best friend. But 1 year and 8 months earlier, I met the man I would marry; the man who would ruin me for all other men. It was my senior year at Purdue. I should have graduated 2 years prior, but due to taking time off and various life circumstances, I was in the right place at the right time to meet the Big Guy. I shouldn’t have been there but I was and I am convinced it was meant to be. (more…)

  • Thank You for Giving Me the Best Days of My Life

    Thank You for Giving Me the Best Days of My Life

    thank you, gratitude, mahalo, sponsored post, king's hawaiianYesterday, I was very sick and feeling kind of sorry for myself. You know how when you are so sick that you feel like you might cry and you begin fancy yourself a martyr. Yes, I do. I normally just try to carry on but there is a point where I am so sick and worn out that every breath I take, every moment that I am still folding clothes and cooking dinner, becomes a debt the world owes to me. (more…)

  • Marriage Equality Now & Forever

    Marriage Equality Now & Forever

    Marriage Equality, Same sex marriage, love, marriage, human rights

    Marriage equality is not an honor it is a right, like the right to breathe. They say that love is blind. The heart wants what the heart wants. God makes no mistakes. We teach our children all of these lessons on love and equality. We pound these ideas into their heads before they can even walk. We brainwash them to equate happiness with marriage and children and a house in the suburbs with a white picket fence.

    Where does marriage equality fall in all of this? (more…)

  • Motherhood, It’s No One Else’s Job to Care

    Motherhood, It’s No One Else’s Job to Care

    growing up, car seats, milstones, motherhoodThe moments of motherhood that sneak up on you. Last week, my daughter turned 8. Wow, time is flying by at warp speed. Her birthday was on Sunday and it was preceded by complete chaos. There was a slumber party, the family party that concluded with the entire family shooting a Harlem shake video and Sunday, March 10, we celebrated officially; her father, her sister, her and myself. We always celebrate, just the four of us, on actual birthdays. (more…)

  • Would Your Views on Same-Sex Marriage Change if YOUR Child was Gay?

    Would Your Views on Same-Sex Marriage Change if YOUR Child was Gay?

    same-sex marriage, marriage, love, homosexuality, Rob PortmanWould your views on same-sex marriage change if you found out that your child was gay? I woke up this morning and the very first thing that I saw on Twitter was the above photo. It gave me hope and a warm fuzzy feeling. I’ve never understood how a parent could shut their child out or be mad because of who their child was born to love. (more…)

  • Valentine’s Day ~ Truly, Madly & Deeply

    Valentine’s Day ~ Truly, Madly & Deeply

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    If you need me, I’ll be loving on these people today!

    Today is Valentine’s Day and it is no surprise to any of you who read this blog that I love the Big Guy and our girls truly, madly, deeply and unconditionally. Just as I am sure all of you do your partner in crime life and your children. But today, on this Valentine’s Day,  I am loving them truly, madly and deeply in real time. Aside from spending my waking moments loving on these people today ( right after the Big Guy and I see our way past this massive blow up we had this morning over who knows what) he and I will be spending the day at the girls valentine’s Day parties and then to our romantic supper for 4 ( because that’s how we roll) and then on to a grown up movie ( no not THAT kind of movie) and maybe some sweet Mommy and Daddy time in the conjugalorium. Oh yeah, the massive blow up….already forgotten.

    Anyways, I know you are all busy living on your people in real time too today so I am sure you will understand when I leave you with these awesome testaments to love and marriage. They may make you laugh, they may make you cry and if they don’t suit you, keep looking around, we’ve got love covered ( the good, bad and ugly of it).

    I Fucking Love You man.

    Older, Wiser, Faster and Deeper

    The proposal

    Love Letter to my Husband

    Happy Valentine’s Day, baby

    It’s You they Add Up to

    The First Day of My Life

    Happy Accidents

    And don’t even get me started on how much I love my girls.

    Happy Valentine’s Day, Go love on someone.

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  • It’s You They Add Up To

    It’s You They Add Up To

    marriage, little things, one direction, love

    Since the night I met the Big Guy, his love for me has been like a run away train. It was more than I ever expected. It was certainly more than I had ever experienced. It was overwhelming. He took my breath away because, quite frankly, his certainty in his love for me scared the hell out of me. (more…)

  • I’m a Black Ops 2 Widow

    I’m a Black Ops 2 Widow

    Black Ops 2 has taken the Big Guy hostage. It’s true Call of Duty has once again stolen my husband. It’s officially November because I am a Black Ops 2 widow.

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    black ops 2, call of duty, gamer's wife, game
    Killing Zombies, bitches. We just took Walking Dead to a completely new level!

    My husband plays Call of Duty online, with my brothers, the brothers-in-law and his brother. They have a clan and kill zombies in their spare-time. Sounds funny when I say it out loud. Sounds like they all might have a problem.

    Hi, my name is Debi and my husband is playing Black Ops 2, as we speak.

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    Is that Black Ops 2 in your pants or are you just happy to see me?

    The Big Guy bought Back Ops 2 a couple months ago ( yeah, he is like a blogger with her outfits for a conference in August) but last night at midnight, he and my little brother headed to the nearest Game Stop to pick up their games and wait in the freezing cold along with all the other teenagers. He was very excited about this new game, so much so that he actually used a vacation day to be able to stay up all night killing zombies. Sounds crazy, right?

    I guess I’d be concerned if I weren’t already consoling myself with the fact that if playing video games with my brothers and eating Doritos and drinking Coke all night long is the worst thing he does, I am pretty freaking lucky. I can deal with being a Black Ops 2 widow for a few hours ( 13 hours and 22 minutes at last count). He’s not slept in 32 hours now.

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    My brother playing across the foyer from my husband. Never mind the Christmas decorations being traumatized by the zombies being killed.

    If our children are any indication, he should start to get cranky, slap happy and then pass out where he sits in 5, 4, 3, 2…..

    I know I am not the only wife whose husband does this, were you abandoned last night? Maybe we should start a Black Ops 2 widow support group, in which we spend the free time painting our toenails and drinking mimosas?

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    This is my #BlackOps2 Vampire after 33 hours with no sleep and playing Black ops 2 for 14 hours straight.

    Are you a Black Ops 2 widow?

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