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asphaltcowgrrl) wrote2018-10-22 11:42 am
asphaltcowgrrl) wrote2018-10-22 11:42 am
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Thoughts + Cowboys
Okay, so first I want your thoughts on something.
A friend posted this thing on Facebook that reads:
Don’t trust people whose feelings change with time. Trust people whose feelings remain the same even when the time changes.
My thought is this: it’s human nature to change. Our day to day life experiences force us to change how we think, feel, act and react. When this happens, and we evolve to adapt to our own needs, we become a (hopefully) better version of ourselves. It doesn’t make us unfaithful or false friends. In a perfect world, it should make us a better friend, wife, sister, whatever.
I don’t care how much I love you, my feelings for you will change over the years. Maybe we’ll get closer because we’re there for each other, supporting and encouraging. Maybe we’ll drift apart because our personal interests will change and we won’t have so much in common. This is life. You cannot expect me to stagnate emotionally because you’re afraid of what the future holds.
Maybe I’m reading too much into this or maybe I spent too many years as a psyche major before having to drop out of college. I don’t know, but something about this post bugged me this morning. And really, it led to some serious introspection so maybe this is a good thing? Am I emotionally stagnating? Possibly.
What do you think? And feel free to disagree with me because we’re all different people with different experiences. Right?
Now, on to the cowboys.
Haldoor taunted me so I grabbed that book I was talking about last week - Hot Texan Temptation - and read it over the weekend. It was only 196 pages, so it was a quick read. Overall, it was a pretty good book. The hero, Cord, reminded me of an overly arrogant Zayne (because this guy was over the top in the beginning, thankfully he mellowed) and the heroine cracked me up. She knew she was at Cord’s mercy but fought it with everything she had, until that Texas charm melted her in her boots. But Laurie owned her own weakness, which made me respect her. It was also nice that the ‘big misunderstanding’ was something BIG for a change, something that you might not be able to talk about and fix right away. This kind of thing still annoys me as a plot device, but in situations like these, it makes sense. Both Laurie and Cord were hurting from some pretty deep emotional wounds. Not owning up to their feelings ten years prior, when they were teens/young adults, worked.
Now… I’m reading so damn many things I don’t even know where to start. I have three ARCs from Netgalley I need to get to, a book from the library, and a pile of things I own. *sigh*
October was OWNtober, meaning you only read – or tried to read – books you already owned. I think I’ve managed to get through nine books of my own this month, plus a few others. November, according to this blog I follow, is to catch up on all the goals, challenges, etc you set for yourself during the year. Not sure how to work that in since I’ve already beat my Goodreads challenge to a pulp (82 out of 50 read!). I might just pick a series and work on one series all November.
And… I can see your eyes glazing over as we speak, so I’ll end this post now.
ETA: A friend of mine started posting videos of cats in Christmas tress to my FB timeline this weekend. It'll be two years(!!) this Christmas that we lost Buddy and I still miss that little shit. Even when he toppled the Christmas tree. Or killed my basil plant. Or crammed himself into the hamster cage not realizing the ham was in her ball. Nayla is much better behaved. She likes to remove the ornaments from the tree, but she didn't try to climb it last year at least. This year, who knows?
A friend posted this thing on Facebook that reads:
Don’t trust people whose feelings change with time. Trust people whose feelings remain the same even when the time changes.
My thought is this: it’s human nature to change. Our day to day life experiences force us to change how we think, feel, act and react. When this happens, and we evolve to adapt to our own needs, we become a (hopefully) better version of ourselves. It doesn’t make us unfaithful or false friends. In a perfect world, it should make us a better friend, wife, sister, whatever.
I don’t care how much I love you, my feelings for you will change over the years. Maybe we’ll get closer because we’re there for each other, supporting and encouraging. Maybe we’ll drift apart because our personal interests will change and we won’t have so much in common. This is life. You cannot expect me to stagnate emotionally because you’re afraid of what the future holds.
Maybe I’m reading too much into this or maybe I spent too many years as a psyche major before having to drop out of college. I don’t know, but something about this post bugged me this morning. And really, it led to some serious introspection so maybe this is a good thing? Am I emotionally stagnating? Possibly.
What do you think? And feel free to disagree with me because we’re all different people with different experiences. Right?
Now, on to the cowboys.
Haldoor taunted me so I grabbed that book I was talking about last week - Hot Texan Temptation - and read it over the weekend. It was only 196 pages, so it was a quick read. Overall, it was a pretty good book. The hero, Cord, reminded me of an overly arrogant Zayne (because this guy was over the top in the beginning, thankfully he mellowed) and the heroine cracked me up. She knew she was at Cord’s mercy but fought it with everything she had, until that Texas charm melted her in her boots. But Laurie owned her own weakness, which made me respect her. It was also nice that the ‘big misunderstanding’ was something BIG for a change, something that you might not be able to talk about and fix right away. This kind of thing still annoys me as a plot device, but in situations like these, it makes sense. Both Laurie and Cord were hurting from some pretty deep emotional wounds. Not owning up to their feelings ten years prior, when they were teens/young adults, worked.
Now… I’m reading so damn many things I don’t even know where to start. I have three ARCs from Netgalley I need to get to, a book from the library, and a pile of things I own. *sigh*
October was OWNtober, meaning you only read – or tried to read – books you already owned. I think I’ve managed to get through nine books of my own this month, plus a few others. November, according to this blog I follow, is to catch up on all the goals, challenges, etc you set for yourself during the year. Not sure how to work that in since I’ve already beat my Goodreads challenge to a pulp (82 out of 50 read!). I might just pick a series and work on one series all November.
And… I can see your eyes glazing over as we speak, so I’ll end this post now.
ETA: A friend of mine started posting videos of cats in Christmas tress to my FB timeline this weekend. It'll be two years(!!) this Christmas that we lost Buddy and I still miss that little shit. Even when he toppled the Christmas tree. Or killed my basil plant. Or crammed himself into the hamster cage not realizing the ham was in her ball. Nayla is much better behaved. She likes to remove the ornaments from the tree, but she didn't try to climb it last year at least. This year, who knows?
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Taking a breath and stepping away, I do think that we have to change. If you don't have experiences that change the way you think, if you keep the same outlook and opinions that you had when you were in kindergarten, well, we're screwed. Your priorities change, so your opinions change. You fall in love, you have kids, you make friends, you see pain, you see joy, and maybe you experience them too. They change you, and if they don't ... I don't want to trust you.
If talking to someone who is passionate about something that you are opposingly passionate about doesn't at least let you understand differences then how do you get up and go to work everyday? How is life not the most miserable experience in the world.
My priorities are not what they were in 1975. Or 1986, or even last week in some instances. Some days losing weight and being healthier is the most important thing on my mind. Some days it's cheese.
Also - YAY COWBOYS!!!!!
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Also, she explained to me that she read it as 'people whose feelings change when you're going through hard times'. I don't see that in there but then - different people, different experiences, etc. So I get it.
That said - yes to all of the rest of this. I think you put it much better than I did. My mother always made sure that I understood I didn't have to agree with someone to see where they were coming from. You make a good point about if I'm changing and you aren't... there's something going on there.
I had to laugh - you know I'm a little younger than you are - but I was only a year old in 1975. Not sure I even had any priorities other than eating and sleeping. Those were the days, eh? :) Wait, cheese isn't always a priority? Huh.
YES! COWBOYS! So much so that, instead of reading one of the books I needed to read, I went back to How to Marry a Cowboy because I was in a mood. Mason was calling me. ROFL
P. S. I love your icon. :)
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I just have to say that this made me laugh out loud.
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Today was a cheese day.