Monday, 31 August 2015
Sunday, 30 August 2015
Saturday, 29 August 2015
The Signs He is Cheating on You. How to Detect Them?
Many women ask themselves "is my man cheating on me?". Most of them have a tendency to overreact when something is different in their marriage. Before taking any measures, it's necessary to take a step back and check for any signs he is cheating on you before you make assumptions. If all of a sudden, your husband or boyfriends gives you flowers and nice presents and starts giving you compliments however begs off spending time with you then you may want to question why. Of course, he will inform you that he does this because of pressing work matters however he loves you dearly and promises to be more attentive. Though, he may just be feeling guilty due to his extramarital affair. If your partner seems to have plenty of work to do, finding excuses to go out, then this could be 1 of the signs that he is cheating and having an affair. Sometimes, his job may justify this behavior, though this doesn't mean that you shouldn't be concerned at all. When your partner stops laughing or listening to you at all, he may try to hide something. His mind is somewhere else and he avoids looking into your eyes. In plenty of cases, this kind of behavior denotes infidelity. If your husband doesn't enable you to take a look at his computer, calls or other personal items, then you must become suspicious. Of course, your worries aren't justified if he works as a secret agent, though pay attention to his working schedule, in case he's late too frequently. If you spotted latterly that your husband is nervous and really secretive, you should discover out what makes him to act in this manner. In fact, his behavior might become defensive, as tries to find excuses for having an extramarital affair. He could even feel offended every time you ask him something. If your husband has money you do not know about and fails to tell you about his finances, you need to have a conversation on this topic. If he has the money in a "secret" bank account or credit card and yet can't find the money to pay household bills, then there might be a serious problem at hand. The want to have secret money might be one of the strongest signs he is cheating. When you're together, 1 of the signs he is cheating can be that your husband will do anything else to avoid talking to you. He has become less communicative than usual. Several times, infidelity causes a strong feeling of guilt. even when you ask him what he is thinking about, he will most likely answer that it's just work, or some other excuse and refuse to discuss it with you. Once you discover signs he is cheating on you, there are 2 options to choose from: you can begin an honest discussion without unnecessary passion and violent fights or try to discover clearer proofs of his betrayal. Such a eventualitie is devastating for any woman; it depends on you to decide what must be done further.
A Mother Always Knows
Allison was behaving just like a typical teenager. And like most teenagers she wanted to do things that her parents forbid her to do and was hanging out with a few questionable friends. Her mother, Monica, had the sense that Allison was out doing things that she would never approve of, but Allison was very careful not to get caught and seemed to always stay just one step ahead of her. So Monica could never catch her in the act. Even though her report card showed her grades had fallen to straight C's Allison desperately wanted a cell phone of her own. Since Monica had done her homework on cell phones and came up with a plan, she bit her tongue and offered to get Allison a cell phone. The plan Monica devised was to purchase a cell phone that in actuality was a spy phone. Monica would have a matching phone designed to receive copies of all messages received or sent to Allison's cell. On the very first day Monica realized from the messages that Allison received and sent that her daughter was completely out of control and need to be reigned back in. Monica realized she had to be very sly because if Allison found out what she had done, she would be in the dark again. So she never directly confronted her, she instead just dropped little hints about what she new. Monica thwarted many plans that Allison made. If there was a big party coming up she would call the parents and give them a heads up. A few times she actually called the school to notify them that a few students were planning to skip school. After several months of her mother constantly wrecking her plans she had had enough. She decided to confront her mother about butting in and completely ruining her social life.
An Awakening Moment I Will Never Forget, Will You?
I was walking down on one of the busiest streets near my neighborhood. I needed to get fresh inspiration to finish a writing project I was working on. Like most people, I believe that a walk to the park will send inspirations knocking on my door. Above all, I needed a break from my work and catch up with my surroundings which I have lost touch for the past couple of weeks. Without holding a pen and having a paper to jot down my thoughts, each encounter was vividly recorded in my memory, as if this day makes a great history in my life, when I look back perhaps 50 or 60 years from now. What’s the significance? One may ask? Let’s reason out for a moment. Many of us, including myself, would classify ourselves as trend followers. Of course many would want to be trend setters but only a few will rise and become influential. For me, any happenings that change my mindset towards a trend I have faithfully abided will call for an awakening moment. Let me share the encounters of my day and perhaps you may catch the essence of it. It was rather a sunny day where the sun rose steadily, with striking rays beaming across the many faces of people rushing here and there. What’s the rush? One may ask. It’s livelihood, a routine we had to follow in pursuit for the sole medium to live, money. As I was walking pass a bus station, I inevitably noticed faces of the working class. Their expressions truly speak of the emotions that began their day. Majority were tired, bored and weary. I wondered what they were thinking about. Is life really tough and rough to get going? You should stop for a while and ponder too. Then, I stopped by a coffee house to enjoy a cup of aromatic brew coffee and freshly baked croissant, a breakfast which I rarely get to enjoy. As I was sipping my Arabica coffee, my eyes were looking at this little girl. She looked frail and tired from her walk. She must have walked for quite some time. I looked at my watch, most children like her age will be at school right now. Coincidentally, I heard the sounding of a school bell from a school that is just miles away. Unlike the other children, she started her day trading her school time with selling packets of tissue. She walked from table to table, asking if people would buy a packet of tissue from her. Although the return is not much, but it means livelihood to her impoverish family. As I was drawing out a dollar to pay for the tissue, I pondered for a while, life indeed is tough and rough to get going. The croissant tastes great with butter and jam. It reminded me of my younger days where mom would prepare freshly baked pastries for breakfast. Thoughts about my mom overwhelmed me as I slowly walked towards a traffic light. I remember how hard she has worked for our family after dad died of terminal illness when we were very young. On schooling days, she will hold us and teach us to cross the roads. Odd jobs were the occupation she chose as it gave her flexibility to care for us. I hardly recall any day when we were hungry. Although we never had much toys to play with, but we had a great childhood with fond and loving memories. On her 70th birthday, which was her last birthday, we gave her a grand party to thank her for the sacrifices made. I remembered kissing her cheeks and noticed the scar on her face. The incident happened many years ago when she was trying to save me from a fire which set out in our two room apartment. As tears flowed, I pondered for a while, life indeed is tough and rough to get going. I crossed the traffic light and continued walking. I can’t help but to recall what I observed this morning. The scene of the working class going to work, a compassionate moment of seeing a needy girl trading her precious time to feed her family, and of course an emotional remembrance of my loving mom. Life indeed is tough and rough to get going. Living and money is a reality. Some have it more abundantly and many lack money to get the day pass without hunger or pain in their weakening bodies. My awakening moment came when I realized that beyond the toil and tribulation of life, something greater thrives in the lives of these people. It is “Courage” to persevere in the tough and rough moments of our lives. I have learned a great life lesson today. It reminds me not to complain when I am caught in a traffic jam. It teaches me to give when I have more than enough to meet my basic needs. It teaches me that no problem is as devastating as taking one’s own life as long as we cling on. “Remember to cling on to hope, cling on to faith and never say die, my dear daughter”, these were the last words spoken to me moments before my mom left us. When I reached home, I took a pen and started writing. What a fresh and great inspiration I had today! Indeed, it is an awakening day which I will never forget.
Friday, 28 August 2015
Thursday, 27 August 2015
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A Walk to Recovery
A friend of mine, Carla, lost her boyfriend of ten years in a very tragic accident, a very sad ending it was for a love that has stood the test of time. A love so true, a love that has not lost its meaning even through the years. A love deserving to end up in the altar. A love so pure – a kind that everybody longs to have. I can still clearly recall how we would spend a day with each other. After school, we would hang-out, eat in the cafeteria – the three of us would go to the movies together, believe it or not, we have watched practically all the movies. We would spend the rest of the time left window shopping or just sitting in a corner blankly staring at each other. I have seen how much we have grown together, as friends. And I was a witness to the childish love that has developed over the years – and that turned into something so beautiful and so perfect. I can still remember we used to go and play paintball. The first time led to the next until we became so much fond of it. A very fun activity, it was. We would squeal, like children being hit by paintball and having the paint all dripping. We have shared so much, as friends. Ten years may not be sufficient but it was long enough to build a friendship – to learn so much from each other and enough to share memories that will forever be reminisced. The fondest times I can recall are the ones we shared in the paintball field. We all shared the same interests. We have enjoyed the littlest of things. Between Carla and Rob, is not just romantic relationship but a friendship that has blossomed into love. A love so young, so innocent and so genuine. I would like to believe that good things really never last. He died in an accident leaving us on our own. Rob, being the guy in the group, always assures us that we could always cling to him. I am in pain, as Rob’s friend, how much more Carla? Recovery is on its way, a little less than ten years, now. We have been trying to catch up on each other. We have already watched a few movies together, just the two of us. She is trying to cope up and I know how painful it is to her. She admitted to me one thing, though; she could never stand even the thought of being in the paintball field we used to go to ten years ago. Now, I should make my goal, to be in that paintball field with my best friend. Healing is a process. I am willing to walk her through it even if that would mean another decade. Having to spend another decade with a friend who is more of a family to me is not a waste of time. I lost a friend in Rob. And she has lost so much more.
Wednesday, 26 August 2015
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