The Middle Years!

Ok well, dating, newlywed and beyond.... The glory day!

Well, after meeting in a dark smoke filled performance hall, the man I was to wed and have my babies with, the next step was that dreaded first date. As first dates go, ours was kinda cute. We meet at a mall in front of Santa Claus and walked around looking at all the Christmas fare and holding hands.

He was a college boy. Check, on some imaginary list, to find the perfect mate, I got a check. I'd never actually written any such list down nor had I ever even thought of a list. Looking back now it might have been a good idea. But anyway, apparently these things really are inbred somewhere in our immature female "psyche's" (See Footnote), at least in the minds of girls raised in the 60's. We were so programmed, um I mean, raised, to believe happily ever after really was a reality and not just a good way to send Cinderella off to her end. That we ran around looking for that other half... the one that would make us whole...oh what a "hole".

We could not have been more wrong in our thinking.

No one person can make you WHOLE. Only you can make you whole. Only you can realize the life you want. If that includes someone beside you that's good. More power to you. But know that beside you does not mean under you or over you or holding you up. It means beside you, Loving the best that each of you has to give, and tolerating the worst. And Happily ever after is mostly not giving up when the going gets rough. Because it will get rough, it will get messy and it will change you in many ways.Here's to always hoping the changes in you will be for the good :-).

So, back to the M Years..................We were very progressive Bear and I as relationships went back then. We moved to Boulder, C and got a small basement apartment together. Some ppl thought we were living in sin. But, mostly ppl thought it was ok. Remember this was the early 80's it still was kind of thought best to graduate high school and get married before cohabitating. Thoughts on the subject today are more forgiving. More free. Live and let live... what is best for you is best for you...only you know what that is. That is how I have always thought anyways, life is not black and white but many shades of gray.

Boulder, C was an amazing place in the early 80's. It was a small college town with one real hot spot the Pearl Street Mall. Street Performers would hang out there on the weekends and shops would offer rainbow shirts and peace sign patches and wonderful foods like falafals, yum "Falafal King"... I went back recently and to my surprise Falafal King still stands today. A testament to how dang good they are.

We moved from our small basement apt to a condo just outside of Boulder city limits. We had some good times there, good friends, good dramas: One friends wife was cheating on him, one woman left her husband and returned to her home back east, One handsome neighbor, who was the complexes maintenance man, had all the women in the complex wanting him to fix their pipes, wink wink. His wife was a beautiful girl tho so I like to think he never strayed, but that to this day has not been confirmed. Well as far as I know they ended their marriage. I, saw her years later and she was happy with a new perfect mate. So good for them. I know they went on Judge Judy over some property dispute... but other than that I think all went smoothly for them?

It seems the middle years had alot to them... or I'm just all over the place since its 4:00am... Maybe I'll just do a Middle Years Volume 2. :-0 that's a yawn...not for volume 2 for the hour.. be nice! Anyways, Good Night

Footnote: Yeah for spell check...but even words like psyche's not sure about????