SUMMER SHORTS: You’ll Never Believe How I Met The Man Who Gave Me My Daughter.

Summer Shorts is a weekly short-read in honor of the season, to convey ideas about relationships and life in the blink of an eye.

Along my adventurous path, I had a wonderful fling with a man I didn’t know was already taken. We had a lovely time, including long talks about spirituality, philosophy and life, as well as a particularly memorable intimate experience on the open road in his Porsche.

Soon after returning home, however, I received a call from a really pissed off woman yelling into the phone about what a fraud I was.

Which caught me entirely by surprise. What? A fraud?

She went on…. How could I own a consulting company professing to help women while having an affair with another woman’s man?

Given that, I admit she had a point.

Without hesitation, I apologized. I let her know that I had no idea he was spoken for, that he had somehow forgotten to mention he was living with a woman, and apparently I hadn’t thought to ask.

Reluctantly, I broke things off with him. True to my pattern, I didn’t ask enough questions at the beginning of the relationship.

I dove into being with him with full optimism, assuming full disclosure, thinking the ocean of love was warm and open for swimming. But apparently, whether it was open for swimming depended on who you asked.

There’s a really good ending to this story. When that very upset woman calmed down, she did the smartest thing imaginable.

For insurance purposes, she introduced me to a friend of hers, a single and available man. Pretty brilliant, don’t you think, to say, “Get out of my territory, and by the way, there’s this man you should meet…”

Sure enough, there’s an upside to everything, a silver lining to every cloud. The gentleman she introduced me to would eventually be the father of my daughter.

He was an acrobatic skier-turned-artist who lived within twenty minutes of my doorstep. He was a blonde, blue-eyed 5’7″ wonder, and quite the departure from my usual preference at that time for tall, dark and handsome. I thought it was rather smart of my daughter to choose such a darling looking dad, and yes, she has fine blonde hair just like him.

With that, I hope you’re having a super-delightful summer!

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Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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    Shelley Glinsky

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    Great story, Terri! Why is it that the “other” woman or “other” man always blames someone for “taking” them? I would have said “Thank you for showing me his true side.” I guess she did, in a way. Then it would be time for revenge. They have to sleep some time, ya know.

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      Terri Crosby

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      Yep, it’s a good story with a really good ending. From my point of view, there’s no need for revenge on either side. I got a daughter and what could be better than that, and the woman got some valuable information about the guy she was living with. I always wondered what happened with the two of them, whether they continued together on their journey or split up. I never spoke to either of them again…

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    Jeanne

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    What a charming story. I had no idea!

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    Devaya

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    I totally LOVE this story!! I can’t believe I never heard it before, LOL!

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Rise Up by Andra Day

What a great set of words for these oncoming days.

Rise Up

 
You’re broken down and tired
Of living life on a merry go round
And you can’t find the fighter
But I see it in you so we gonna walk it out
And move mountains
We gonna walk it out
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
And I’ll rise up
High like the waves
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
When the silence isn’t quiet
And it feels like it’s getting hard to breathe
And I know you feel like dying
But I promise we’ll take the world to its feet
And move mountains
Bring it to its feet
And move mountains
And I’ll rise up
I’ll rise like the day
I’ll rise up
I’ll rise unafraid
I’ll rise up
And I’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
All we need, all we need is hope
And for that we have each other
And for that we have each other
And we will rise
We will rise
We’ll rise, oh, oh
We’ll rise
I’ll rise up
Rise like the day
I’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
I will rise a thousand times again
And we’ll rise up
High like the waves
We’ll rise up
In spite of the ache
We’ll rise up
And we’ll do it a thousand times again
For you
For you
For you
For you
Ah, ah, ah, ah
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Songwriters: Cassandra Monique Batie / Jennifer Decilveo
Rise Up lyrics © BMG Rights Management

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Rippling Abs, Anyone?

Rippling Abs, Anyone?

During this strange time in history, I noticed y’all were tackling all sorts of interesting projects. I decided I needed one, too—something positive to remember the pandemic of 2020 by.
 
I decided to pay attention to something I had abandoned…
 
Nope, I’m not cleaning my garage. I am not organizing one single thing. I’m not planting a garden or cleaning up my yard.
 
Instead, I decided to take care of myself better. This, folks, has made all the difference for me.
 
With relatively little time and effort on my part, I feel so much better than I did a month ago.
 
On March 30, I got on the exercise bike and the yoga mat for the first time in a long time, and did 30 minutes each. I liked it so much that I decided to do it every day. But I fell short of that, and changed my commitment to every other day, which felt more manageable, reasonable, and doable.
 
I also get off the bike after every song, take a couple of sips of water, shake out my legs and arms for a few seconds, and get back on. This makes the bike project a reasonable proposition, too.
 
Daily walks of any length—by myself, or with my little guy, Jackson—are a fresh air bonus.
 
My recumbent exercise bike has pulleys to work my upper body while I pedal, which gets my heart rate up fast, and also helps my whole-body strength. It feels good to get up from writing, or doing a consulting session with a client, to do something physically challenging while listening to good music.
 
After only a month, I feel a sheet of muscles on the front of me I haven’t felt for a very, very long time. Goodness gracious. Who knew they were there. I’ll be posting rippling ab photos soon, I’m sure.
 
I have no idea what the scales have to say about my bike/yoga project—I don’t care. Paying attention to scales tends to send me sideways, and therefore, I’m ignoring them completely.
 
But—I LOVE the way I feel! Hang in there, everyone.
 

Terri’s book of photography combined with poetry is here! 100 Words: Small Servings of Whimsy and Wisdom to Calm the Mind and Nourish the Heart.

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Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Check Out This Troublemaker in Relationships

Sometimes we ask intimate partners to do for us what is actually ours to do.

We ask our partner to give us the reassurance, love or appreciation we feel is missing in ourselves, with the hope that they will give us what we’re asking for—and then we’ll feel better. They’ll take care of our problem.

But when they do give us what we’re asking for, it can never be enough, because we have insufficient context for what they’ve given. We haven’t build the inner foundation to receive it, hear it, welcome it, believe it. They try to help, but their love for us falls into our void, our black hole, our love bucket with no bottom.

As always, there’s hope. Check out the video below.

Terri Crosby. http://www.incareofrelationships.com/.

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