Thursday Thirteen – #33

April 26, 2007

Thirteen Things Mon-Mon Loved About Jamaica

1. The Island – it was very purty

2. The Beach – though I am not fond of sand

3. The Ocean – It was beautiful

4. The People – everyone was so nice

5. The Sayings – “Ya Mon” – “No Pressure, No Problem”

6. The Jamaican Language – I have no idea what was being said

7. The Resort – All Inclusive, baby!

8. Jamaican Rum

9. Reggae music

10. Jamaican food – jerk chicken, jerk nachos – yum!

11. Our hotel – it had its own disco, piano bar, and fancy restaurant.

12. The people we met – especially Caroline and Curt

13. The whole vacation – my first Jamaican experience! Thanks Jeff-Jeff!


Farewell… for now

April 16, 2007

Tonight is my last night in CO.  I am headed to JAMAICA!  I will be back in a week and let you know how it goes.

Until then, I will be on the beach.  Drinking.  A lot.


What’s in the Box?

April 13, 2007

Actual conversation upon arriving home and find a package from Amazon.com:

Him:  Did you order something online?

Me:  I must have, but I don’t remember.

Him:  You don’t remember? (chuckling) What is it?

Me:  It’s an Amy Winehouse CD.  Yay me!

Him:  (shakes head) You don’t remember.

Several days later…

Cousin’s Wife: Did you get something from Amazon.com?

Me: I sure did!  Did you send that to me?

CW: I did. I wondered why you hadn’t called.

Me: Oh thank you! What a wonderful suprise!  I thought I bought it and forgot!

Silence.  Slight pause.

Me:  He is going to give me such grief!


What I’ve Learned

April 12, 2007

Sharing. It sounds like an easy concept. It is the central theme in polyamory beyond the premise of loving more than one person. Many poly folk will talk at you about jealousy management, owning your feelings and other such concepts. But at the heart of the matter is sharing.

We are taught as kids that sharing is a good thing. We are taught to share our toys with other kids and our mom with other siblings. We are scolded if we are selfish and rewarded if we are generous.

How we lose these teachings when it comes to matters of the heart is indeed a mystery. Better folks than myself have studied love and marriage throughout our history. And most studies can prove either side – we are monogamous by nature or we are not monogamous by nature. I can’t pretend to grasp which side is right. But I know neither side focuses on sharing.

It would seem such an easy concept.

But when it comes to love, we grow up believing we will find our one soulmate, get married and live happily ever after. And if someone tries to take our love, we are taught to fight for it – by the same people who ironically enough scolded us if we didn’t share. These teachings of holding on to our love through thick and thin are time-honored and deeply ingrained. For some of us, perhaps, so ingrained that we will never appreciate the true beauty that polyamory signifies.

That love – far from a finite resource – is something best shared with everyone.

When I was in high school and as I grew older, I often had thoughts about this higher concept of love – not in a sexual way – but in a why-can’t-we-all-just-get-along kind of way. My happiest memories as a young 20-something was a group of friends I had where sharing was initially why we got together – again not in a sexual way. Just a group of people with shared interests and a shared love.

I won’t pretend that sharing is easy, especially when you talk about something as precious as a love relationship. I’ve had my own issues dealing with sharing my relationship. It sure is a risk to open your heart and your relationship up to outside people who have their own agenda, their own needs, their own wants. The truth is, sharing your lover with another is somewhat an untruth because you can never truly share in their relationship. The truth is that other relationship is a private one between two people – just as yours is with your lover or with each of your lovers.

So how can I talk about sharing a relationship? Well here’s the thing – just because your lover has a relationship with another, and may have private moments with another, it doesn’t have to take away from your relationship unless you let it. Listen – unless you and you alone let it. Remember – love does not have to be treated like a finite resource. If you can open your heart, you will find love is all around.

But you have to be able to grasp what sharing really means – letting go enough and knowing that what you give out will come back, if you are with the right person or people. You have to be able to really share because sometimes – it ain’t gonna be about you. Sometimes you will have to watch your partner with some one else, or watch your partners be together, and you will have to find the frubbly happiness inside you. And know their love is as special as the love you have for one or both of them. You will have to take joy in the beauty of their love for each other and know it can only add to the love you have inside yourself.

Not everyone can do it – I’m learning that as I go. But I believe for myself that – in the long run – my heart and my life will be better for what I’ve learned from polyamory.


Night Time Conversation

April 10, 2007

Actual conversation in the car this morning:

Me: What time did you come to bed last night?

Him: 11:30pm.  Do you remember talking to me?

Me: Vaguely.  What did I say?

Him: You asked me, “Did you get remarried?”

Me: I asked that?

Him: Yes.  I responded, “In the 45 minutes I’ve been gone?”

Me: (laughing) What did I say back?

Him: You said, “Maybe you met your dream girl.”

Me: I so do not remember that conversation.

Him: I figured as much since it was absurd.

Me: (giggling) Indeed.


Me In A Nutshell

April 5, 2007

My Quote of the Day:

Look for the ridiculous in everything and you will find it.
- Jules Renard

Mon-Mon Translation:

Why take everything so seriously? Find the funny and laugh about it instead of crying, getting angry, or pouting. Life is too short.


Thursday Thirteen – #32

April 5, 2007

Thirteen Movies Mon-Mon Enjoys

1. Chasing Amy

2. American History X

3. Donnie Darko

4. Sixteen Candles

5. Grosse Pointe Blank

6. The Usual Suspects

7. 12 Monkees

8. Say Anything

9. Dogma

10. Pulp Fiction

11. The Princess Bride

12. Big Fish

13. Wallace & Gromit, The Curse of the Ware-Rabbit


A History of Mon-Mon, Part 2

April 4, 2007

Recently, two local (to my area) teenagers were charged with murdering a parent. You can read about the story here. The local community and the extended family are in shock over this tragedy, especially given the behavior of the deceased’s daughter in the weeks after the murder.  While I certainly don’t condone what happened to this mom, I think I have insight into how it may have occurred. Many of you are familiar with the death of my parents. Those of you who know me personally also know that I did not exactly have a traditional upbringing once my parent’s passed away.

 

My memories of my teenage years are not happy ones, and I rarely talk about those times. My legal guardian during this time was my eldest brother, and I believe that he did want to do right by me. But he was mentally ill and addicted to drugs. My past is filled with memories of drug abuse, abandonment by him at times and obsession from him at others.

I can remember wanting him desperately to disappear during those times. I longed to come home from school one afternoon and find him gone, never to return. I can also remember sitting by the window of one place or another, waiting desperately for him to return after days and days of not coming home. No one can ever imagine what I went through during those times – hating him but needing him, as he was my guardian and the only adult figure in my life at that time. There wasn’t another adult family member who wanted to take care of me and I was painfully aware of this fact.

Because I am strong, I did manage to escape my guardian the summer before I turned 15, though he remained my legal guardian until I was 18. And despite my bad times, there were – there still are – many other wonderful, supportive people in my life who loved me and showed me in their own way how valuable I was during those dark times.

When I was 25 years old and long away from his tyrannical obsession, my eldest brother told me that he often sat in our living room with his gun in hand, contemplating killing me while I slept in the next room. Then he thought about turning the gun on himself. Chilling, indeed.  But his confession did not surprise me. I was often awake myself those same nights, and I also thought about his gun. I thought of killing him and freeing myself from the misery and pain of our mutual existence. I dreamt of a world without him in it, and it was many years before I could forgive myself for those thoughts.

There are some wounds that never heal. Not even with time. Not even with all the love in the world.

So even though this story is sad, and the path these two kids chose is hard to understand – I find myself relating somewhat to these kids.  Most days you would never know that I came from such an existence. Most days I am the happy, well-adjusted adult you’ve come to know, appreciate, and adore (you know you do.) Sometimes I let those closest to me take a peek at those turbulent times, and if you ever hear a story from that time, then you must be someone I’ve really let in.


Poly On TV Again

April 3, 2007

Okay this could be good… or it could be bad. Polyamory is a topic of discussion on tomorrow’s taping of The Tyra Banks Show.

Tyra Banks. The model. The I’m-Not-Sure-She’s-Worth-The-Space-She-Takes-Up host of her self-titled talk show.

The Tyra Banks who dedicated a part of one show during black history month to how she’s improved life for black people because she was a model.

Sigh.

I will have to DVR it and watch it though. I want to see if it’s positive about poly.

But still.


Tag Me, I’m It!

April 3, 2007

I’ve been tagged by Shasta Gibson over at Stiletto Diaries – one of my fav blogs online. So for this list I’m to reveal five things about myself I have yet to reveal while blogging. Hmm… this will be a challenge for sure. So to make it even more interesting, I’m going to focus on five things about me with regards to polyamory.

1. The first time I heard the term polyamory was not from my boyfriend but from an article in a local Denver newspaper before I moved to Saint Louis. The article spoke specifically about folks in Denver who were practicing polyamorists. I was intrigued.

2. The first time my boyfriend mentioned poly to me was a week after I moved to Saint Louis and he was telling me he was in love with another woman.

3. The first person I thought of when I first considered another relationship outside of my boyfriend was my now current girlfriend.

4. There are aspects of polyamory that do not sit comfortably with me. Specifically the folks who value the ideology of polyamory more than they do the people within the relationship. Total honesty is all good and great but is not as important as compassion. And certainly not more important than the people you claim to love.

5. Poly relationships really make you face the demons in your own closet. Poly makes you look at your deepest, darkest insecurities and realize that the only person treating you badly is you. Poly teaches you to love yourself first and foremost. Wait… is that three in one?

The second part of this is to tag three people… the thing is – I can’t tag people. So I invite anyone who reads this and wants to participate to join in. I will read it!


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