Remember YOU?

Sometimes we get so caught up in the everyday, with work, family, children, pets, chores, relationships and such other distractions that we don't realize that we lose ourselves day by day.

I feel like this past year I have put my single self on the back burner, and focused a lot of my "me" time on trying to build a new relationship.

I'm sure some of you see where I'm coming from. But do you feel like you changed YOU in some way to welcome this another person into YOUR life? I'm seeing it clear as day now that I did do that. I lost some of myself in trying to please him, to make it work with him and his son and welcome them into my life and my son's... And in the end, it wasn't worth it.  I let myself give up things I wanted, just to be wanted. It was always there though, that women's intuition told me over and over, but I didn't listen, I wanted to believe in US.

Well...time for getting rid of the unnecessary and time to organize me, myself and I.

This time it's Remember Me first, the rest can join the ride or get out of my way.

Hey 2012... let's do this.

Baggage... and not the travel kind.

It's come across to me in the many years of dating, and even the marriage I was in, that baggage comes along with everyone.  They bring it from past relationships with their parents, siblings, ex girlfriends and boyfriends, friends, children and the most dreaded baggage I would say is the ex wife/ex husband kind.

How does one lose baggage when entering into another relationship? Is there a check out counter in life for these items? I understand that we all learn from past experiences, but there has to be a final destination for the past.  In a recent breakup, it seems he had issues stemming from his family, his son and his ex wife and her family.  First of all, if you are still allowing your ex who has clearly discarded you out of the picture of a future with her, to tell you how you should run your life, and your child who isn't old enough to know how to dress himself to make your life choices, then Mister... you have more problems with you than I thought.  Lesson learned.  In my next chapter of dating, I will research more, weigh the baggage and make the decision to pick it up or drop it off at the nearest therapist.