If You Leave Me, Can I Come Too?

I used to think that I needed a partner to be with me constantly so that I would be whole... complete.

Now I realise.. No. I do NOT need a partner to be with me. It is I who make me whole.

I am a woman, and women's heads are wired differently, as compared to men's heads. To a man, everything is either mostly black or white; well.. at least in my opinion anyway. They have the ability to say : That's It! I am not going to worry about this anymore! - and they wont!

Wow.

Not so with women. For myself at least, I have to talk about something, I have to discuss it, analyse it, and come to terms with what has happened, and what needs to happen next. I don't need any suggestions or plans or reasoning, I just need to talk. Sometimes, yes.. it sounds like I am whining and cribbing, but I am actually just talking it out and trying to make sense of things.. I think this may even be a reason why I write....?

..and all the while, I have been thinking that I need to have someone with me, to listen to me rant and rave, cry and yell... I do not need anyone to give me a solution, I just need someone to listen. Especially, if something happens at THAT time of the month.. LOL

Maybe I still do,.. want someone to listen to me, that is ... but I am getting the hang of trying to discover myself, and how to handle things by myself, with the help of a good friend.

I used to think: If you leave me, can I come too?

Now I just smile to myself.

I may think that I have "good friends".. but how much will my good friends stay with me? Will they be with me till the very end? Will they stick with me through thick and thin?

I don't think many will, actually.

The key thing to remember here is : SELF-RELIANCE.

Keep a clear head on your shoulders.

Make a clear and exact plan and stick by it.

PRAY! - Because you NEED God in YOUR Side.

Hope for the Best!

And above ALL.... NEVER FORGET GOD. Never.


So... If You Leave, I Will Try My Best,... to wish you well.., and hope we can remain friends, in shaa Allah.


Much Love,
R.