The finish line of one and the beginning of another...

     Today marked the end of the week for me.  Tomorrow is Veteran's Day, so we have off.  It also marks the 236th Birthday for the Marine Corps. Ooh-Rah, fellow Devil Dogs.  It also marks the end of a week of significant accomplishments for me.  On Wednesday morning, I passed my weigh-in, well more like got by on the skin of my teeth, but I passed.  Today, which was the PRT, I was able to score an overall excellent, which now allows me to be a fitness instructor at my command.  I find I do better when I teach things like this, it gives me that reason to HAVE to work out.

     So, suffice it to say, my life has taken an upward turn.  The last six months were Hell.  I'll admit that to anyone.  I'm not pointing fingers here, because I know it was Hell for her too.  However, its brought about the realization that we both made mistakes. Mistakes I think we've both learned from and hopefully will recognize and won't make again in future relationships.  The last few weeks have been a turning point in my life.  This part of my blog was all about moving on, reinventing myself and strive towards my ultimate goal, which has always been a solid relationship.

     I can honestly say, that I can breath again.  For those six months it was like I was drowning.  But over time, I've been able to come to grips with the truth and accept it.  So, here I am... starting over from scratch.  I think, perhaps, I read to many romantic and chivalrous novels as a child, because I have this idea of a relationship.  Of a woman who doesn't need me, but wants me. Who isn't inferior to me, or needs me to save her, but is my equal in every way intelligence, emotions, wit. Someone who doesn't want to settle for the same old, tired the wife stays at home and the husband goes to work relationship, but rather is my partner.  I'm looking for the Bonnie to my Clyde.  That's right, I want a woman who will rob banks with me, who will take on the world right along side me.

     Some psychologists believe that every man is looking for a mate that fits his template of a woman; his mother.  I can agree with that. The qualities I am looking for in a woman are the ones I saw in my mother. Smart, funny, intelligent, strong, courageous and unique.  I don't want a woman who isn't her own person. Maybe I've met her, or maybe I haven't... I don't know.  As "they" say, there are a lot of fish in the sea, but I can tell you this, there's one that I've noticed... and maybe if I play my cards right, maybe if I am calm, patient and myself... something wonderful will happen.  Then again, I could blow it completely.

     One finish line has been crossed, but there's several more races to be run.  I'm going to quit worrying about the finish lines, and enjoy the scenery that I am running through, hopefully that will keep me entertained until I reach my goals.