Learning to Become a Wife (pt. 2)

As part 2 of this series of, Learning to Become a Wife, I wanted to focus on vulnerability. These past few days I have been hit hard with emotions. I felt every emotion you could think of. The first night, I cried in the dark. Literally as my daughter and fiancé were laying in the same bed as me, I was turned on my side facing away from them with tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t help it. It was an uncontrollable, ugly, quiet sob. I wish I could’ve taken a picture of it to remember forever (just kidding).

So many of us don’t realize how much of our past can affect us as we become adults. Many times it’s our emotions that grow immaturely – especially after years of trauma and underdeveloped coping mechanisms. Even after being with my fiancé for a few years now, I have yet become emotionally vulnerable with him. It’s not because I don ‘t want to, it’s because I can’t seem to let my guards down enough to. Do you know how damaging it is for a person to hold in so much pain, anger, sadness, etc. for years on end? Not just that but how crazy it can make a person to feel like discussing these emotions out loud is wrong? How we feel inside portrays how we are on the outside. Every day I struggle with my own. thoughts. Every day I have to give myself positive affirmations in order to realize my own worth.

Vulnerability takes some of that off of our own shoulders. Being vulnerable allows us to take some of that negative energy and release it. By releasing it, or talking about it, we are taking the first step in dealing with our pain and healing. From my experience in relationships, being vulnerable is important for both partners. We all want to be perceived as the strong one, but there’s only so much our human bodies and minds can take. When you’re vulnerable, you’re telling your significant other that you need them. You are telling your significant other that, you are unable to resolve this issue and you need help. It’s difficult to ask for help. I understand. I hated asking for help. I still do. But we are human and we are made for social interaction. So if you cannot be vulnerable with your significant other, then why be with him/her?

Love breeds vulnerability. It simply comes with the territory. If we talk about vulnerability in the sense of intimacy, then more people understand. When we undress, we are our most vulnerable. We become “open” to the other person. So why can’t we become “open” with our feelings, thoughts, and emotions? Let me tell you why. It is much easier to undress ourselves physically because within minutes we can clothe ourselves. When we undress ourselves emotionally and mentally, in the instance the other person doesn’t respond well to us, it’s hard to take your vulnerability back. That is why it’s so difficult to be vulnerable with people, even our significant others. Our fear of being hurt or abandoned becomes more powerful than the need to heal. It is during the healing process when we are face to face with our pain. During the healing process we are forced to deal with our pain.

When dealing with our pain, that’s when it’s important for us to be completely vulnerable with our significant others. We need to lean on our partners. They are there to give us that support. They are there to be strong for us when we are weak. As we deal with all of the emotional and mental turmoil, it’s our partners who are there to help us. But if we never share whole selves with them, how would they or could they know how to help us?

So back to me crying late at night, in bed, in the dark. The next day, I texted my fiancé to apologize for being so short and and rude to him the night before. At that very moment, I felt something in me to share with him how I was feeling and what my thought process was. I felt so terrible about myself and I knew I needed someone to tell that to. With a quick phone call and short text, I felt like some weight was lifted off of my shoulders. Imagine if I didn’t open up to him, imagine if I didn’t have anyone to open up to. That mental and emotional pain might’ve gotten so bad that I couldn’t resorted to other means of “healing”. With me opening up and becoming vulnerable with him, I also brought us closer together. Our connection deepened a little. As silly as that sounds, it’s true. The more and more vulnerable we become with one another, in a relationship, the more we are leaning onto one another.

I think being vulnerable also allows us to deepen our trust in our significant other. I know as the years went by and the more open I was becoming with him, I started to trust him more and more. I was beginning to feel like, he’s my comfort. I started to feel like I mattered to him more and more. This doesn’t mean that he never made me feel like that from the start. It’s just a heightened feeling when you confide in someone and they perceive it well. All I can say is, choose a partner you can be vulnerable with. Don’t choose someone that dismisses your pain or your thoughts and feelings. Choose a person that invites the strong you and the vulnerable you. We all love to be strong because being strong makes being alone easy. Being vulnerable makes being married worthwhile.

Learning to Become a Wife (Pt.1)

*God put this on my heart to type out. God has been working hard on me and teaching me different ways to improve myself every day. I want to start a series of the many ways he is teaching and guiding me. One of these ways is teaching me how to become a good wife.*

For the past three years I have been with my Fiancé. Over these past three years I have learned so much about being in a relationship again. I’m also learning about how to love and care for someone else besides myself. After my long-term relationship for 7-8 years, I  went into a selfish stage in my life. Suddenly, I didn’t have to worry or care about a significant other. I didn’t have to worry about making sure I was good enough for another person. All I had to worry about was being happy and good enough for myself. Then after those two years of blissful single-ism, I not only found myself moving towards being a committed relationship, but in a situation I would have never imagined in a millions years I would be in.

My fiancé is a man of courage, honor, and love. Everything he has taught me, intentional or not, has shaped my idea of what love is. From the very beginning of our dating, he let me know what his intentions with me were. Believe it or not, he let me know that he wanted a marriage and kids the very first date. I was a little surprised. I thought it was interesting how a man could KNOW that he wanted to be married and have kids at such a young age. Of course we all know that men mature at a much slower pace than us women. I didn’t put too much thought into it though. As the days went by, we quickly grew closer and closer. Immediately I knew he was different.

How “honeymoon” stage came to quick end when we found out something that changed our lives forever. As quick as our infatuation took off, the cruel reality of our situation came even quicker. Our relationship was continuously put through the test. At every stage of this new journey I was expecting him to run. Every turn, every new hurdle, every disappointment, I expected to come home and see his things packed and disappear from my life forever. As luck would have it, he proved me wrong every single time. Still I would wait for that final straw to strike when he would turn to me and say “that’s it, I’m done!”

To have that type of state of mind in a relationship is unhealthy. You can’t build a strong relationship if you’re expecting it to fail.

Sacramento, Ca

As some of you may know, I dream of traveling. I’m still trying to make that happen financially but I know I’ll figure it out soon. In the meantime, I just visit my most frequent past travel destinations. One of them happens to be Sacramento, Ca. I love the atmosphere there. I love the food. I love the nightlife. I love it all! One day I hope to live there; especially when we decide to expand our family. Here are a few photos of my trip there a few weeks ago. Enjoy!

Food for my thought

Don’t you just admire people who aren’t afraid to be their authentic selves. I enjoy being in the presence of a person who becomes “alive” in their element. I secretly envy people who are doing things I can’t seem to sum up the courage to do.

There are people living out my dreams, all because I’m too afraid or too shy to attempt. I have interests that not even my close family and friends know about. But I’ve been so used to putting myself inside a box for so many years that I’m afraid to share other parts of myself. I’m scared they might think I’m trying to be someone else or like someone else. When in reality I’m not. We all have layers to our personalities. No, I’m not just a shy woman who only follow rules. No, I don’t just enjoy visiting museums or bookstores. No, I don’t just like the outdoors and hiking. There’s so many layers to my personality that sometimes I even surprise myself.

Since turning 26 I have been scratching my head as to why am I like this? Why have I stopped myself from living out my dreams? Why have I allowed myself to become the spectator and not the participant? I want to do things like dance, travel, design, teach; I want to do things that speak to my creative mind. Yet, I’m here. I’m here typing this post. Once again, only dreaming of dancing a superbly awesome choreographed piece to one of my favorite songs. Once again, I am just sitting here only THINKING about recording my workouts in hopes to motivate someone to get fit. And again, I’m just sitting here THINKING about it….

Now that I’m a mother, I don’t want my children to ever be afraid to be their authentic selves. We all have so many layers to us. We don’t have to be boxed in our interests based on stereotypes. I want my children to go after their dreams. I want them to not be afraid to try even if that means falling on their face several hundred times. I want them to have lived their lives feeling like they’ve done everything they’ve ever wanted to do or see or eat. I want that for them.

I feel like it may be too late for me but I’m choosing to learn from my “what if’s”. I am choosing to encourage the youth. Because honestly, being an adult regretting the things you didn’t do because of fear of whatever it may be, isn’t fun. I’ve never felt more lame for NOT doing something than the feeling of embarrassment from actually doing it and failing and having to get back up.

So here’s a few things I enjoy that I never shared…

I want to dance. Like actually dance a choreographed piece. I want to record it and post it for the world to see.

I want to record fitness videos.

I want to share my blog so more people can read.

I want to write and publish my own book.

I’m sure there’s more but I’m just so excited about this post that I can’t think of them.

Can do, Cantu curls

My daughter has beautiful naturally curly hair. I also have natural curly hair but have struggled with the finding the perfect products to compliment my curls. I love styling her hair. In these particular photos I used Cantu’s Leave-in Conditioning Repair Cream and Cantu’s Kids Care Curl Cream. As I was styling, I used a wide tooth comb to spread the product throughout her hair and let it air dry. The Cantu products don’t make he hair hard or sticky. He her was defined and moisturized all day long! My favorite for her hair is definitely the kids care curl cream.