Cry me a river! Ok, maybe not a river. I thought that maybe I would start a new thing called Monday morning truths. Little tibits of truths that I may not have the guts to share with those closest to me, but I will share with you. Fun, right?
I have these momments where I just enjoy to myself, maybe with a glass of wine or maybe while I am on the bike, but I want to be left alone and watch my self-indulgent t.v shows. I am not a big fan of all the Bachelors and I do not watch all of the Real Housewives. I have liked the Housewives of NY, NJ, & Beverly Hills. However, this year or seasons have had me hooked.
Not sure if it is my new found wisdom, or that my hormones have done some sort of shift into my 40's or just motherhood but ...gulp these shows have made me cry. I cried when Kyle talked about her daughter graduating from College, I cried when Emily on the Bachelor talked about her past. Pretty much you mention your kids and I am crying or at least choked up. Every once in a while my husband will walk into the room and I quickly try to gain a bit of composure. The girl he met in our 20's would never, ever cry at these shows,nor would I have made the time to watch them. But life changes, and so do I.
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