When Debbie and I broke up - she told me to listen to a song by Garth Brooks, called Unanswered Prayers. I revisited those lyrics today and I just wanted to put them up for thought:

Just the other night a hometown football game My wife nd I ran into my old high school flame And as I introduced them the past came back to me And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be She was the one that I'd wanted for all times And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then I'd never ask for anything again Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams And I could tell that time had changed me Inn her eyes too it seemed We tried to talk about the old days There wasn't much we could recall I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all And as she walked away and I looked at my wife And then and there I thanked the good Lord For the gifts in my life Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs That just because he may not answer doesn't mean he don't care Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered... Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

This isn't a deeply expressive song about the way I feel right now, or anything profound like that. Just something interesting. Emotions are squirrelly and psycotic. Lots of people have that thing in their info: "Love like you've never been hurt before." Pshaw. I think hurt can be a necessary part of life - through it, we learn how to not be so reckless and to guard our hearts (when it comes to romantic relationships). Because I believe pursuing a romantic relationship with just anyone can be quite dangerous. Of course, there are the days of old when people got married when they were, what, 13 years old? Perhaps that's the way to go. Get hitched while you're uber-young, then you're in for the long haul. It seems perhaps people didn't do so much "shopping." List of requirements kind of crap. OK, since this is my blogspot, I'll rant if I want to. What makes me ill is people who say, "oh my future husband (or wife) must be funny, successful, nice, rich, etc etc etc." Hello, you're setting yourself up for failure. To pin your hopes on and to place expectations on other people is just ... I dunno. Not cool.