Ninjas Have Feelings Too

Lately, I’ve realized that I’ve surrendered to the stress and hassles of everyday life.  I’ve become as hardened as peanut brittle and take bad days at work home with me. I bitch and complain, especially on Mondays about having to go to work, the long commute, the day dragging on and the longer commute home.

During meditation last night I realized that I’ve completely neglected the simple act of gratitude. I woke up healthy on Monday morning. I have a steady job. I have a car that gets me to work. Yes, the day IS in fact dragging yet I complain that life is moving too quickly. That same car is still in that parking lot waiting to take me home. It’s time for me to wake up and see the abundance that has been given to me.

The same goes for my relationships. Instead of complaining and focusing on what’s not perfect, I need to change my perspective because I’m guilty of acting like an idiot.

So here’s what I should be saying today and onward.

To the girl who makes me all mushy…because you deserve to know.

Even though we only connected because you blanket winked the entire Match.com population,

I knew instantly that I wanted to wrap my lanky arms around you and squeeze as hard as I could when I read your profile.

Even though you were an hour late to our first date…

You ordered us pretty much every single thing on the menu because at that point you didn’t know what I liked or if I had food restrictions. We closed the place out and there was nothing to do with time but to lose track of it.

Even though you didn’t know my name even on our second date…

I fell in love with you when you came to greet me wearing that pencil skirt and purple suspender outfit that I thought made you look as pretty as I imagine you looking on our wedding day. I was so nervous seeing you that a tampon flew out of my boot in the middle of all of your friends when I took my shoes off at the door.  You raced over to pick it up and quickly changed the subject to make me feel more at ease. And at that point, I wanted you to call me your girlfriend.

Even though you robbed me of my need to be the gentlewoman by refusing to let me open the car door for you and insisted on running into busy traffic to open mine…

I got over it the instant you kissed me in the car. The butterflies rattled my mind and I drove in the wrong direction for quite some time without even knowing it.

Even though you complain incessantly that my pillows are too flat and that it’s too hot and too cold in my room and ask for water every hour and sweat so badly when you sleep that I’ll probably have to purchase a new mattress every other year…

Sleep has never been better when you are sleeping next to me with your mouth wide open and that face mask that covers half of your pretty face.

Even though you don’t remember the first time you told me you loved me while you were getting out of an elevator…

I’ll never forget the overwhelming feeling of surprise and joy that I nearly forgot to exit the elevator after you blurted the words.

Even though you’re pretty much late to everything and dilly dally for hours while getting ready…

I know that waiting for you is worth the incessant pacing back and forth wondering what the hell is taking you so long.

Even though you’re the most disgusting thing in the most beautiful package…

I’d give up my pickled liver and blackened heart to have your snotty tissue in my pocket or to hear you clear out your phlegm every morning.

Even though you think every day that you’ll disappoint me in some way…

You haven’t the slightest clue that I’m your biggest fan. If I wore skirts and had the slightest bit of grace, I’d be a cheerleader that you could fold up into your breast pocket whenever you needed me.

Even though you make me want to throw you off a cliff sometimes…

You know I’d rush to the bottom to catch you with a bed of gluten free basil corn bread.

Even though you think you’re as big as a house sometimes and I want to shake you until your brains come out of your ears…

Now I know why they say there’s no place like home.

Even though you refuse deodorant because it’s “bad for you” and find pleasure in making me smell you…

Yours are the best arms to have wrapped around me – even in Palm Springs in the dead heat of summer.

Even though there were some serious bumps along our years of dating and we struggled to gain our footing…

I’d travel the bumpy road with you in that adorable car of yours any day even in ECO mode.

Even though we’ve traveled our own separate ways sending my heart into thousands of shards of poo…

We always seem to find ourselves back at one another’s side – everything as it should be and the only place I want to be.

 

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