We can meet up in the at night and Martied make it a usual thing if we both agree. I'm laid back, decent, honest, clean, nice seeking, and funny. Anyways if your not creepy, and want someone to hang with email me and we will message for a bit and maybe chill.
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I would like someone who has a good head on his that way i know we'll get along with no problem. Seeking younger m4w drop me a line and let me know something about you. 55,I have a car,job,and live with my mom and step dad. I want to meet a woman who is not afraid to be her true self around me and is proud of who she is.
Waiting until problems arise is not a healthy strategy for a long-term relationship. In short, I now believe pre-marriage counseling needs to be a mandatory requirement before a couple can get married. Instead of interviewing a guest about their latest book, Lisa and I will be asking dating questions to two or three bachelorettes calling in to in hopes of winning a date with me during the next week. To be honest, I think it is making them slightly apprehensive about going out with me.
When did that stop being an attractive trait? Truthfully, I was never very good playing the dating game before I met my wife, so why should it be any different post-wifey. It seems like the older you get…okay, the older I get, the more particular I get as well.
So what if I have some regular routines and an idiosyncrasy or two? I just need to find someone who thinks my quirky habits are cute, loveable, and not self-serving whatsoever! Maybe I should just go out with myself. I wonder what the pay is? I know my luck is about to change. Can you feel it? Do you ever watch other couples to determine if they have a good relationship or not?
I do it all the time. That might be even worse. After I got divorced, most of my friends told me they were not surprised. Was it that obvious? I want to meet someone who makes me feel giddy again. I remember the first time I ever sat next to Carol Hook at a 6th grade basketball game.
Every pore in my body radiated with infatuation. I could barely breathe. I had a crush on her for years but was too timid to ever talk to her. Who you pulling for? We go to the same school you flathead! I was so dumbfounded that I could barely put a sentence together, let alone make any sense. Every show since Lisa signed-on as my co-host has been a blast. Maybe I should simply focus on having more fun in life and just let the chips fall where they may on the dating part of things.
When the student is ready, the teacher appears. I particularly resonate with it…probably because I have yet to master it. In many ways, being in student-mode is like being a child again.
When we are in student-mode, the world and our experiences become our teachers. A friend of mine stopped by my house the other day. As he walked in, he directed me over to the couch and then instructed me to turn the music off. Although I jumped to attention and complied with his requests, I found myself getting triggered with his aggressiveness. And that was just the beginning. My stomach tightened even more as he proceeded to take hostage of the next ten minutes with a barrage of random banter and harsh opinions, each one bouncing off the walls like a hailstorm with no end in sight.
I bit my tongue. I wanted to challenge him, debate him, and argue with him…but for all the wrong reasons. You see, had I been able to stay in student-mode, I would have known that he was acting as my teacher—providing a teachable moment. I would have known that the tightness in my stomach was not because of him but because of how I was reacting to him. I would have known that his behavior triggered my inability in that moment to be accepting of differing opinions and mannerisms.
We look outward instead of inward for answers. It never was about them. If anything, we should thank all the people and situations that trigger us in our lives for shedding light on the work we still have yet to do.
How else are we going to keep learning as students? Teachers are to be honored, whether they show up through difficult people or challenging situations. I believe life is one big opportunity to continuously learn about ourselves. Embrace it and say thank you. My stomach was feeling a little queasy and I found myself wondering if this was such a great idea after all.
You see, I like to know first-hand what my clients do, and some of my clients happen to be in the funeral industry. I was curious to know what kind of person would choose this profession and why. I was curious to know what a typical day would look like at a funeral home or if there was such a thing given the clientele.
And truthfully, I was curious to know what it would be like to be around dead bodies all day. Actually, let me be more specific. I was curious to know if my views on life would change after spending a day helping out at a funeral home…a day which included working with both the living and the dead. In fact, he was so appreciative that I wanted to learn more about his industry that he promised to expose me to as much as he could on the day I was scheduled to be there.
That day had come and I was afraid of what I had gotten myself into. Just then a car pulled into the spot next to me. It was Harold Banes, the operations manager; the same man I was scheduled to meet with at 8 a. He pointed toward the front door. We walked through the lobby and down a set of stairs. We headed over to one side and sat down at a desk with chairs. The room was very cold with bright lights shining down on us from above. I glanced around and suddenly my body froze as the details of the rest of the room came into focus.
Along the walls were specially designed shelves reserved for the bodies of the deceased who were scheduled for viewings and needed some final touch up. Each body represents a life…a life with incredible stories and experiences. Goosebumps rolled up and down my arms. As Harold continued to talk, I found my attention drifting over to the other side of the room where four bodies, covered with sheets from the neck on down, lied peacefully.
I remember feeling an overwhelming sadness as I tried to imagine the lives they each must have lived. And yet at the same time I felt honored to be with them during this final phase of preparation. They were in good hands. Leslie walked in as Harold rose.
She is studying to be a funeral director and has been with us for five years now. Leslie was a very beautiful and confident woman with a strong grip to her handshake. Leslie paused to think for a second. A sudden heaviness engulfed my body as we pulled into a reserved spot in the back of the hospital. I followed her as we walked through the back entrance, across two corridors, and down a set of stairs; clearly she had been here before.
Waiting for us, as we walked down into the next room, was a couple women with sad expressions on their faces. One had some type of insulated container in her hands and handed it over to me. As we drove back towards the funeral home, with the container safely secured and sitting comfortably on my lap, my thoughts kept drifting to the parents of this infant and the devastation they must be feeling right now.
It made me sad on one hand and honored on the other hand—honored to be a part of this life-to-death transition for this baby…this person…this soul. Everybody will experience the loss of a loved-one at some point in his or her life, right?
How many people can say that? Things quickly get put back into perspective, if you know what I mean. The drop in temperature was the first thing I noticed as I slowly walked into the cooler. Leslie was a few steps ahead of me and placed the container with the deceased baby on a nearby table. I stopped near the door, not knowing if I was supposed to follow or not and looked around the cooler. She nodded to signal she understood.
I felt so sad as I looked around, knowing full well that each body represented a person who was alive within the last hours. Talk about an eerie feeling.
It was all too real—each body revealing the last few seconds of their life just before they died. He had walked in while we were talking. She smiled and walked me over to meet Jason. You and I will be setting up a viewing in Lakewood.
How does that sound? Once inside the funeral home we headed back downstairs and passed through the preparation room where my day started out to the embalming room. The room itself looked like a medical laboratory with four tables evenly spread out.
Two of the tables were occupied: He was tall, thin, and had long flowing hair; the kind of guy who would stand out in a crowd and probably very popular with the ladies. I get used to the work…the task at hand. But the stories are always different, and some touch me on a very deep level. Jason stopped to explain what was actually going on in the embalming procedure. People work hard and play hard in this industry. You have to be able to balance out the extremes. When we go to funeral director conferences, we have a great time with our peers.
The crematory was our last stop before walking outside. I was seeing dead people. It was the oddest thing. Instead of seeing a vibrant, middle-aged woman who was in line in front of me…I was seeing a pale and lifeless woman, lying in waiting. Instead of seeing the smiling teenage girl with rosy cheeks asking for my order…I was seeing a flush and colorless corpse, clearly having died way before her time. I smiled and dropped the sarcasm, knowing full well that trying to explain myself at this point would only freak her out.
How can they do this, day-in and day-out? I thought to myself as I sat down to eat my cheeseburger and small fries. The emotional numbness from earlier had become heavier now as I glanced around the restaurant at all the people. I must have looked like a mad scientist as I became more and more interested in watching the patrons as if they were all participating in some kind of controlled experiment. I was noticing two guys laughing in line and how their faces seemed to light up at the exact same moment.
All of a sudden I got a surge of energy. My heart started pounding faster. I thought, as my mind did a complete Can you see it?
By experiencing death all morning, I was developing a greater appreciation for life. But wait…not just life…but how we live our lives. After all, a corpse is a corpse in the funeral home…regardless whether one was a multimillionaire, a beauty queen, or a homeless person. The playing field becomes amazingly even once we are wheeled into the preparation room.
We really do all look-alike. Chills rode up and down my spine as I headed back to the funeral home. Granted the insight I just shared seems rather obvious, but it came to me with a much greater force that engulfed my whole being! With a bounce in my step, I walked into the lobby of the funeral home looking for Robert, one of the funeral directors who I was assigned to next. Robert, who I had met before, was waiving me over to what looked like was a line-up. David, the owner and CEO, was standing in front of Robert and two other gentlemen inspecting their attire…straightening out one tie on one while brushing off a piece of lint on the coat of the other.
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