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Reflection on Love and Commitments – Amelia Earhart

Listening to Political Gabfest Podcast he started reading this letter by Amelia Earhart. I could not help but feel this could have been written by me or for me so I had to post it as the year ends and as an informal ending to my selections on Love from Africa.

Enjoy

Dear GPP

There are some things which should be writ before we are married — things we have talked over before — most of them. 

You must know again my reluctance to marry, my feeling that I shatter thereby chances in work which means most to me. I feel the move just now as foolish as anything I could do. I know there may be compensations but have no heart to look ahead. 

On our life together I want you to understand I shall not hold you to any midaevil code of faithfulness to me nor shall I consider myself bound to you similarly. If we can be honest I think the difficulties which arise may best be avoided should you or I become interested deeply (or in passing) in anyone else.

Please let us not interfere with the others’ work or play, nor let the world see our private joys or disagreements. In this connection I may have to keep some place where I can go to be myself, now and then, for I cannot guarantee to endure at all times the confinements of even an attractive cage. 

I must exact a cruel promise and that is you will let me go in a year if we find no happiness together.

I will try to do my best in every way and give you that part of me you know and seem to want.

A.E.

The Other Love – On Love from Africa Selections

They make you laugh

Then they hurt or annoy you

They “borrow” and break your things,

But would give you the world in a heartbeat

They defend you ferociously but will correct you when you’re wrong, even from across the globe

There is nothing they won’t do for you but sometimes they want way too much from you

Endless laughter keeps us going, even when it seems the world is against us

Anger between us is only temporary because the love we have for each other is never ending

My home, my heart, my friends, my blood, my family

I love you all way too much

***

And these are my final thoughts on Love from Africa

Who Hurt You – On Love From Africa Selections

Who hurt me?

You did

Why am I so bitter?

Well that time that you hit on my friend, ye that time, ye that made me bitter

Why don’t I trust you?

Well I just went through your phone

Why do I care about what other people are saying?

Well they just showed me your two other girlfriends

Why do I need to put a label on everything?

Well it’s the last little dignity I have

Why am I leaving

Because you hurt me

Why do I think you are like every other guy?

Well every other guy asked me the same question, then went on to do the same things

So again who hurt me?

You did

#TThoughts on Love From Africa

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You sit and wonder what is more insulting than your ex asking you if you are still fat or travelling over 3000 miles to be with someone who then avoids you and turns you into a stalker.

Somehow you meet a guy he’s cute and seems lovely but somewhere along the line something always goes terribly wrong. Usually there are signs, little signs that may lead you to think this is not a good guy, but being the ever hopeful romantic who are you to doubt love?  Who are you to miss out on your potential soulmate.  Yes you have actually used those words right? Continue reading On Love from Africa – On Love from Africa Selections