The Truth About Being A Single Woman!

imageWith divorce rates at least at 50/50 percent it could be safely assumed that there are a lot of single people on our Planet at the present time. I will only share some thoughts about single women because my divorce was final in 2005 so I feel I could speak like a “pro” on the topic.

There could be a multitude of scenarios but they say to speak about what you know best.
For that reason, I will speak about the truth regarding single womanhood as I experience it!

There is a popular belief that one couldn’t forget or “heal” and place an old love on the back shelf of our hearts, unless a new Prince Charming appears in our lives, white horse or not.
Truth be told, if I didn’t have a Master’s in counseling and Psychology and years of sitting on the client ‘s chair, because how could one support a client if she/ he has never been one?
The story of my romantic relationships started early in my life, for strictly practical reasons:
I believed in love and my mother believed in being sexually active only if married! The result was that at 18, I eloped with my high school sweetheart and we got married!
Contrary the common belief, our marriage lasted about 14 years but ended tragically with my first love fathering a son with a coworker, while I was trying to find a job and bring him from then communist Romania to the United States.
This was the first time when I questioned my ability to tell truth from lies and TRUST!It took me about a year of emotional confusion and pain but then, I threw myself in the deep pond of dating in America! There were lot of fishes of all forms and ages!
My singlehood, as I define it now was rather a game of choosing my next male partner. To be honest, since my first love already divorced me and married the mother of his son, I felt kind of a biological competition, with my clock ticking strongly, as I was now in my thirstiest!
Tick tock, tick tock, after dating a few already scarred men, recovering themselves from failed marriages, I met the one, who came not on a hoarse, but in a talking car!
We dated about two years, which I believe showed maturity on our side and then we got married, had two lovely kids, several pets… We were living the American Dream!
We lived it for almost 20 years, until one day, I opened a letter from the IRS and discovered my rock, my husband holding an MBA in finances was behind paying taxes! Not a good situation and suddenly, I fell from atop my comfort zone all the way down in the arms of confusion and uncertainty!
Unlike the first time, now I had the responsibility of two teen children and several pets!
The years 2004 and 2005, described in my book, “The Gypsy Saw Two Lives,” as “The Year From Hell,” detail the Hellish situation, but the goal of this post remains to detail what truly means to be a single woman and become self- sufficient and know thyself before jumping in the pond again and repeating the same mistakes!
2005– I was divorced, my daughters moved as far from tragedy and me as the length of the USA permitted! In the minds of most of today’s adult children, as a mother, I had to be proud I raised self- sufficient, educated daughters who no longer needed my help. I was suggested to find another project since my two children turned so well, they no longer needed me! Again, the pain caused by such statements and the consequences will be the topic of other writing, and I am bringing myself back to WHAT it means to me a single woman!
This time, after my 2 ND divorce and all the education acquired, I knew I should know myself first before even considering a relationship.
What does this mean exactly?
A few practical examples first:
You have a flat tire on the highway, you call AAA not your ex.
A shelf in the house is crooked, you straightedge yourself, or you call a handyman at $20 an hour, if you find one!
You learn to mow the grass or pay for the service. If you need to go to the doctor you drive yourself and no one will be waiting worried sick about you!
Oh well, in all honesty while I was married I was still driving my self to the doctor and no one was worried! Perhaps this is why I divorced…
However, the point I am trying to make is that singlehood implies that you do not ask or expect help from any potentially romantic relationship or your ex.
To truly be ready, if ever, to trust again another human being, you have to first go through the stage of self-sufficiency and self-discovery!
However, singlehood it’s not all bad! You might discover people like you who love for who you are, make new friends and take up new hobbies.
After ten years of meditating and trying to understand my part in the relationships of the past, I feel ready to embark in exploring love, closeness but above it all: TRUST!
Let’s see what the future brings!

What’s In Your Refrigerator, Weekend Dish! Angel Hair / Vegetables Dish

Pasta/Vegis Weekend Dish

Pasta/Vegis Weekend Dish

Earlier in the day, I posted on my Facebook page a question: Could any of my friends suggest a recipe using ingredients they already had at hand. To be more specific, I listed WHAT I either grew in my garden, or in Had in my cupboard.
By dinner time, no one made any suggestions:( I was getting hungry…
Also I remembered it was the Weekend anyway, the time of the week when I post:

“What’s In YOUR Refrigerator Leftover Dish.”
Here it is:

Ingredients:

Angel Hair Pasta. Cook in boiling water to which you added salt and oil.
2 eggs And 1 cup Almond milk ( original) — stir well together.

In a frying pan heat 1/2 cup coconut or olive oil.
Chopped:
1 onion
4-6 baby carrots or one large carrot ( if you have it in your refrigerator)
3-5 medium fresh tomatoes (skinned- please ask for details on how to peel the tomatoes’ skin)
Add any other fresh vegis you have: green beans, zucchini, etc.
Add salt and Pepper.
Sote these chopped vegis in the coconut oil.
Mix well the pasta, the eggs and Almond milk mixture and the soted vegis.
Place the well mixed pasta, vegis and Eggs/Almond milk in a buttered baking dish.

Preheat oven at 350 F degrees and bake for 30 minutes.
Everything is cooked already, so bake as long as you wish according to taste.
Add chopped, fresh basil.
I mix about 1/2 cup in Pasta/ vegis mixture before I bake, and 1/2 cup at the very end.

I consider fresh basil a miracle herb!
There is a Romanian “urban legend,” which claims that if a young woman (preferably a virgin) places under her pillow fresh basil, she will dream her future husband!!!
WOW!!! Wouldn’t that be nice:)
Meanwhile, just in case you don’t dream your Prince Charming, have seconds of the Angel Hair/ Vegis Dish!
It’s either delicious, or I was very hungry… or both!
After you make this dish, if you made any changes to make it yummier, please share with us!
Enjoy, and make enough so that everyone Could have seconds:)

FATE and Good Luck! Even Mice Have It!

The lucky baby mouse

The lucky baby mouse

Fate and good luck or the lack of it, reinforced by a Birthday on July 13th, turned into a life-long preoccupation. I wouldn’t go as far as calling it an obsession… Although, on a second thought, I do take Ambien…

WHAT really gets me is the extreme position that we control absolutely everything that happens to us, and as a result of this extreme belief, if you are Oprah you might feel like the Queen of no fate, and all self-brilliance, a half woman, half-Goddess who turns no matter WHAT into gold, platinum or Weight watcher valuable shared at least long enough to make a profit… But not ling term!
However, if you are like millions who work three jobs and could barely pay bills, while being fed the myth that YOU and you alone are responsible for your success of failure… You might not feel so great!
Studies show that if someone continues to repeat nonsensical positive affirmations which make no sense to our subconscious mind, that is damaging and may result in depression rather than success!
I will not comment on Ancient myths and thousands of years of wisdom, instead, to illustrate my point, I will share a simple story which happened to a baby mouse an hour ago!

In my sun-room there are several empty vases and when I noticed Duke, my boxer barking at a vase??? I put my glasses on to SEE WHAT was the fuss about!!!
At the bottom of the vase, a baby field mouse was running in circles calling his mommy!
In that moment, I forgot about the war I have declared on rodents regardless of size, shape, age, and when I saw that cartoonish baby mouse, scared and lonely, my motherly heart melted and I felt if I killed it, it would have been like murdering the innocent!

I took the vase with the baby mouse in it and FREED it far from the house.
I will not overthinking the complex topic of fate and luck, however could anyone deny this baby mouse was in a WAR zone, yet, the enemy, me, in the most irrational twist of FATE, FREED the enemy and felt good about irrational… YES!! TRUE? YES!!!

Following the story of the lucky baby mouse, my conclusion was that there fate and good luck and bad luck are REAL and while we are in control of some of WHAT happens to us, we are not in control of everything! Perhaps, this is when we need to PRAY TO GOD!

My baby mouse was lucky, and didn’t even repeat senseless positive affirmations, as we humans do
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WHAT do you think? Are you in total control? In no control? A combination? Please share with us!
Rodica M.