When you hit 40 your life takes this funny turn and you think that things are finally settling down, work is satisfying, you learn to accept what comes your way and smile.
Now that I'm in my mid 40's work is great, everything else is up in the air...like a balloon and someone is holding a pin to it ready to pop it.  Watching all your dreams and wishes go flying through the air with no net to catch them, wondering where they will land.  The dreams of a little girl have long since left me, then there were dreams from my 20's...some still exist but most of have faded into the night.  As I moved into my 30's I gave up on having dreams of love and happily ever after, as well as finding peace of mind. Now that the 40's are here and what was given up on once upon a time has been re-ignited or so I thought...it's funny how dreams that have been forgotten come back around as does the disappointment that comes with it.
I so need to get over myself and decide how I want to handle my life from this point on, do I want to be blunt and just come right out with what's on my mind?? or should I just sit back and let things ride out and worry about every twist and turn that the ride will bring??

love + happiness= sadness

When you meet your soul mate, it may not be everything you'd thought it'd be.  One would think that once you've met this person that most of your troubles would just fall to the way side but not the case, at least not here.
A man and woman meet, feel an instant connection and fall in love... the relationship builds, bonds are made but these bonds are not always easily maintained.
We live everyday lives, go about our business as if everything is great then a discovery is made...a rut has developed from within...things are suddenly not so clear, the feeling of love is still there but what has happened to the happiness that was once there? What has happened to the communication that is needed to keep things from getting to this point?  Too many questions, not enough answers and yet the questions keep coming.
Why would one not do everything possible before getting  to the point of no return? Why does love and happiness seem to turn to sadness without warning?