Last night, watching a stupid Christmas movie, a Christmas Carol... seen a million versions of it zillions of time... and last night as Scrooge wakes up and start doing good around him, I got a lump in my throat and a tear feel on my cheek.
I've notice that cute or happy moment make me emotional. Tv adds from the Church of the latter day saints showing kids having a mud fight with their father totally choke me up...
Is it normal to get more emotional as I get older or is it official and I've lost it.
Do you get to do feel more like crying watching happy things then sad things??
Read something shocking I HAD to share with the girls here.
The tradition of taking the husband's name is not christian... quite the contrary.
I've read that it comes from the roman. Women didn't have first name because they didn't need one, as there was only one girl allowed to live in a family. Whenever a second girl was born she would be killed... so no need for more then the father's last name. She and her mother were the father's propriety. He owned them like he would a slave. He had the right of life and death over them. Killing wife or daughter wasn't even punishable.
Then when the father would give his daughter in marriage to a man, he would transfer the right of death and life over his daughter to his son in law. Ownership of the daughter would be transfer by her taking the name of her husband.
How barbaric can it get!!
The funny thing is according to the book, christianity was the first liberator for women. As some decided to dedicate their life to god and never bear children, there was a need to let more then one girl live for the propagation of the specy. So they started to give firstname to girls too.
We got names!!!! Not much, but it was a step in the right direction.
I've read comments from a lot of wonderful women, truly intelligent, attractive and charming women who are still single and have lots of complaints about the men around them.
Why is that?? Why are there so many of us when there seem to be so few great guys around.
Is it a generation thing. I've thought about this and came up with that theory.
I'm the product of a religiously repress society. My mother when she hit 20 had only two choices, either become a nun or get married. This was Quebec up to the 1960's. I can't imagine that she didn't only took my father's last name, but as many women, took his first name also. She had no identity once she got married.
Then things change. It went as far as in the 1970's. The government passed a law forbidding women to take their husband's name when dealing with anything legal or official. We would keep the name we were born with until the day we died.
Women became independant, got jobs and became for lack of a better word liberated.
What does that have to do with men. A lot. You see I believe I'm a totally different women then my mother and the women before me. But men my age were raised by these women, to be serve by them, have them cater to there every need. Men didn't change, they just accepted our change. They didn't necessarily wanted the change but they had to go with it. I believe they got lost. They don't know where to stand. They are like their father but have to deal with women who don't fit the profile anymore. We don't fit the profile of what a good woman should be. I believe they still long for a woman who stays at home and takes care of them. I think they still believe their jobs is more important then ours which are still consider kind of a hobby until we get married.
The reality is that most couple need the two income now and both salaries are economically necessary, but in their psyche I think the fantasy of the stay at home woman is still their.
Could that gasp between reality and fantasy be the source of our generation relationship problems??
It's sunday and we've had about two feet of snow today. I'm going nuts with my own thoughts. I have to say I've had to stay in for a week now... and solitude is weighing heavier then ever. My feeling of loneliness is getting morbidly obese. Christmas is nice and colorful... but it also shows you what you don't have. Christmas are for family and lovers. My parents are dead, my sibblings are on the other side of the province and I'm single. Bummer!!! I know, I know, I'm the same person who said in previous blogs, get busy, volonteer to shelter, make plans not to be alone Christmas night... but I don't feel like it this year. I want to feel depress and wrap myself in it. I want to indulge in self pity and feel sorry for myself... I very rarely do but this time, I want to enjoy my depression.
I don't want to kill or hurt myself, far from it. I just want to feel like it's unfair, I'm a great person, smart, articulate and passionate... why am I alone?? Why do I only meet morons?? I want to sit on the floor and stump my feet like a 5 year old at the injustice of my life.
Just curious about what is romantic to you. Hope to get some answer from men as well as women.
What's your ideal romantic situation?? Does it involved flowers or him vacuming the living room?? Is it about tenderness? gifts? attention? affection?? Just curious!!
I've been reading and writing blogs about love lately and would like to share my favorite lines from Dante's, A new life. Hope you'll appreciate them as much as I do.
?Tis nature, when in love, makes Love a king, and in his mansion lodges then the heart, wherein he rests, as in his habitat, either in brief or lengthy slumbering.
Beauty in a wise lady then appears, which so delights the eye, the heart is taken with longings of the thing that pleases so; and this delight at times so long endures it makes Love?s very spirit soon awaken.
The same a woman feels about man?s awe.?
I dare any woman to say that she's not moved by a man's awe. I think we long for it.
Do you think everyone has a mate somewhere on this planet?? Are we all suppose to find Love.
You know the passionate, disturbing and distracting love everyone dream of, when you can't imagine a life without the other person... is this for everyone??
What if you don't find a mate... Is you life over?? Have you failed if you never find him or her??
What's the point of finding a mate when you`re not at an age to build a family, because in the end isn`t marriage about the propogation of the specie??
What's your best romance story, the most romantic gesture you can imagine or you have done or been on the receiving end of.
Mine wasn't for a particular occasion. I was just walking with my boyfriend of that moment, as we pass an old church, right by the fence, there was a big round bush of small wild roses. Without taking a breath to think about it, he jumped the fence, grab one of the roses, and brought it back to me. He said, ''it would look great in your hair tonight'' (we were going to a friends anniversary dance that night). I was so moved and touch by the gesture. I know that it was stealing and that they weren't to be picked by people, but at that moment I didn't care about all of that. At that moment, I felt desired, special and totally in love with the guy. But was I??? With years passed by, now I think I was in love with the gesture. All those little romantic gesture we think of but rarelly see become reality. I was lucky to have one of those moments.
