Musings Part 1

The one thing I did more than any other while I drove this countries highways and byways was ponder over how people interact with one another. Because of one failed marriage before becoming a truck driver and a broken engagement in my early years of driving, I spent much of my time musing on relationships. The thing what always bothered me was how we tended to treat those we said we loved the most, the worst. What I mean by this is; if you stated to a person that you love them enough to spend the rest of your life with them, raise a family, and eventually grow old together, shouldn’t you treat them better than you would a friend, a cousin, or a co-worker.

Anyone reading this can think of an example of what I am discussing here. We call our spouses or mates names we wouldn’t even call one of our softball buddies. When was the last time you or someone you know punched out a family member or best friend? Why is it we will come home from a long hard day at work, tired and crabby and take it out on our beloved mate? On the other hand, if we meet a bunch of co-workers after the same day for drinks, it’s all smiles and laughs about those things that make you so irritable in the first place. Why do we use that one person we once told we love above all else as our personal whipping post, whether figuratively or literally.

I am a man who is ending an ugly relationship, but I speak of this from both sides of the isle. Men abuse their spouse and women use a man’s need to end a conflict as quickly as possible to manipulate them. Yet at some point and time, early in the relationship we cannot live without each other, and that special someone can do no wrong in our eyes.

Where do we lose sight of the promises made?

Women more so than men romanticize about love, but men have written many a romantic story that make women swoon. Therefore, we all seek romance; that euphoria brought on by a wink, touch, or smile from that person who has captured your heart. In those wonderful early months, sometimes years of a relationship, there is no darkness.

What changes?

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