Three Corners– Reflections

Posted on September 30, 2008

This month was my turn to choose the theme.  I chose reflec­tions.  Oh dear lord did I have grand plans for this theme.  Sadly I’m a lazy sorry so and so.  Here’s what I gots for ya.  It’s not what I had hoped but I think it’s pretty rep­re­sen­ta­tive of my day to day reflec­tions.  As always don’t for­get to pop on over to see what Corey and Jenty cap­tured.





He ain’t heavy, He mah babydaddy!

Posted on September 29, 2008

The road is long
With many a wind­ing turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother He mah babydaddy

So on we go
His wel­fare is of my con­cern
No bur­den is he to bear
We’ll get there
For I know
He would not encum­ber me
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother He mah babydaddy

If I’m laden at all
I’m laden with sad­ness
That everyone’s heart
Isn’t filled with the glad­ness
Of love for one another

It’s a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we’re on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother He mah babydaddy

he’s my brother He mah baby­daddy
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother He mah babydaddy…

I’ve been think­ing a lot about the fact that Wal and I aren’t mar­ried. Try­ing to fig­ure out why I’m both­ered by this fact.  It’s not the com­mit­ment.  I am and he is and we know it.  It’s not the white *cough* dress and the big shindig.  I couldn’t care less about that.  If he pops his clogs I get it all so I’m not wor­ried finan­cially.  We’re all set legally as the UK rec­og­nizes cohab­it­ing part­ners as equal to mar­ried couples.

So what does bother me about our sta­tus.  Why do I give him a hard time about us not being mar­ried?  It’s sim­ple really and oooh sooo shal­low.  I hate the term part­ner.  I really really hate it.  I avoid using it.  I get around it by not fin­ish­ing sen­tences that require me to use it.  Or I mum­ble it so peo­ple can’t really make it out.  I’ll let peo­ple assume we’re mar­ried.  That way I didn’t call him my hus­band and I can’t stop peo­ple from mak­ing assump­tions.  What should I call him?  My part­ner?  My boyfriend?  Lover? My baby­daddy??  It all sounds wrong.  He’s not my fiancé because we’re not engaged.  If we were I’d expect a ring– YES, I am that shal­low.  He is my part­ner, I already explained my issue with that one.  My boyfriend doesn’t con­vey enough mean­ing. Lover, hmmm TMI.  Should I just go around call­ing him my baby­daddy??  I won­der how he’ll like that one.

EDITED TO ADD:

After read­ing some of the com­ments I have to add that I don’t really know if I want to get mar­ried.  Do I want ot get mar­ried because I don’t like the word PARTNER?  Do I want to get mar­ried because I want to get mar­ried?  Do I miss the anniver­sary bit?  Why did YOU get mar­ried?  What made you decide that mak­ing it legal in the eyes of government/god/family/buddah??  Do you think you would be OK with not being mar­ried once you had children??





7 Days: Day 7– LFoMC

Posted on September 26, 2008





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