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“Womanizer
Woman-Womanizer
You’re a womanizer
Oh Womanizer
Oh You’re a Womanizer Baby
You, You You Are
You, You You Are
Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer”
Britney Spears - Womanizer
It’s a hard thing being a woman, and not being a sucker for charm. Considering part of being charmed requires one to be a bit of a sucker.
Did I mention there are different kinds of charm?
For some ladies, it’s the guy with all the latest in attire, vehicles and bling. For others, it is the ability to hold an intellectually stimulating conversation. Let’s not forget the guy that looks good, and knows it: he has confidence.
Sometimes it is the combination of a couple of those.
Very often though, even if we detect that he really isn’t worth the time investment, we have to have him. Regardless of how many other women seem to have to have him too.
And then, in too short of a time, we find ourselves on the dialing end of most of the phone calls, on the initiating end of accusing questions and the opposite of secure.
I address the ladies in this post because we know better. Just like Britney suggests in her song, we can easily spot these kinds of womanizing men, we just don’t always act as defensively as we should toward them. We are often moved by his charm, and find ourselves believing that he is only that way with us.
Sometimes, we want love and happiness to occur so badly, that we manufacture it and present it as though it is the real thing. In some cases, we get so used to the pretend thing, that we miss out on the potential real thing.
If you are in a pretend thing, if you are allowing yourself to be manipulated by his charm, or if you are living for, “when times are good,” I hear Britney’s got the best advice:
“You Got Me Goin’
You’re Oh-So Charmin’
But I can’t do it
You Womanizer”
B.
For the last couple years I have made a list of the things learned that year. 2006 taught me the difference between difficult and challenging and that I am too precious for the bs. Then, 2007 reminded me that I love Detroit and just because I am too precious for the bs, doesn’t mean there will not be plenty of it.
2008 though…
Taught me about love.
I love, love. How it feels. Even when it hurts. It can incite hope, offer healing and it’s one of the few things in life that are free and worth having. Love is absolutely the best and most powerful emotion humans are allowed… And I completely indulge.
There are so many ways love has touched my life in 2008, that I can not begin to list them all. In fact, it is one of the constants from one annual list to the next. I stay full of new revelations about Love. It is a huge part of who I am. The basic premise here is that, even when I wish I didn’t, I do. Even when I wish I couldn’t, I can. Even when I don’t want to, I will:
Always be at the mercy of a thing called Love.
It makes my days greater. It let’s me know when I am doing the right or the wrong thing. It allows me to be vulnerable and strong at the same time.
That’s not to say Love doesn’t need to be handled with care. When you love in hopes of receiving love, you are guaranteed to experience some kind of adverse emotion if it isn’t returned adequately or in a manner that you prefer. Love has to be pure. Not bartered with.
I can admit I have low days where I feel discouraged or emotionally worked over by my passion for lost love, or stagnant because I still live in Detroit, or drained by my many commitments and responsibilities. Sometimes, I am exhausted by love and the energy it steals to permeate the many dimensions of my life.
But most days, it’s all Love.
Hello 2009.
I am Bam Cabral. Adventurous, educated, employed, well-spoken, both flawed & perfect. I am a writer, a lover, a music enthusiast, and I live my life so my memories will always be worthy company. Read more, here.