Some of the things...sound like things our grandmothers would have told us: "Men will be boys. We let them play their little games with each other. We know it isn't about the important things, but they think so. So we let them. We take care of them so that they can go on playing..." What grandma did not tell us is that men are capable of something altogether different....But even though men are untapped wells of potential, they will not move forward if women continue to subsidize the status quo.
-Jean Baker Miller
August 28, 2012
August 26, 2012
August 21, 2012
Texas is a no-fault divorce state.
This means that the party who wants a divorce does not have to show a specific misbehavior on the part of the other spouse, such as adultery, abandonment, drunkenness or addiction, abuse, etc.
The party simply has to state that there is no chance the marriage will be patched up, and that is sufficient grounds for a divorce.
Section 3.01
This means that the party who wants a divorce does not have to show a specific misbehavior on the part of the other spouse, such as adultery, abandonment, drunkenness or addiction, abuse, etc.
The party simply has to state that there is no chance the marriage will be patched up, and that is sufficient grounds for a divorce.
Section 3.01
July 2, 2012
June 30, 2012
Didn't I tell you I would stop listening to sad songs?
Woman,
Tranquilly laboring at all love's cultivation
I do believe
I am fortunate to have met you
Woman,
How ephemeral our grace is in these wind stricken plains
But I do believe
It is our fate to reside here
Away from the mountains of youth and safety
In a fragile meadow
(We build our home)
Woman,
I see you bloom in this sun that we have shaped
I do believe
You are my companion and lover
Through our rains and wintry phases
I have come to love you for you
- Fragile Meadow by The Black Atlantic
It's only sad because I'm sick and can't believe that you love me for me.
Tranquilly laboring at all love's cultivation
I do believe
I am fortunate to have met you
Woman,
How ephemeral our grace is in these wind stricken plains
But I do believe
It is our fate to reside here
Away from the mountains of youth and safety
In a fragile meadow
(We build our home)
Woman,
I see you bloom in this sun that we have shaped
I do believe
You are my companion and lover
Through our rains and wintry phases
I have come to love you for you
- Fragile Meadow by The Black Atlantic
It's only sad because I'm sick and can't believe that you love me for me.
June 19, 2012
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