Its that time of the month

A man is when a boy becomes mature but still knows how to have fun, faces the inevitable responsibilities of life with a mature outlook and accepts the consequences of his actions. He has respect for the opposite sex and aspires to be a positive role model for younger ones that look up to him. To me, this is when a boy becomes a man.

I just took that off my Sister's blog and It got me thinking am I a Man or a Boy. To be fair I've been thinking about this for awhile and have been planning to blog about it too. There has been some hesitation in writing this blog as I rarely enjoy talking about these things.
As we are all aware we are in February now. Second month of the new year. Christmas is the thing of the past and New year's resolutions are all but forgotten. With this month comes the smell of Valentines day.The 14th of February. Yep its that time of the month. Ann summers and Victoria secrets profits explode, Cards, balloons and teddy bears galore, Flowers and wine bottles are in abundance and a noticeable increase in child births in October (you do the maths). Me personally I thought this day was a gassed up day that had been overly commercialized and a total waste of money. This does not mean I didn't fall for the hype a couple of times. Yes I will admit I have brought  roses and a bottle of wine for that supposedly special girl, did the meals, Clinton card, lit the candles and pumped out the slow jams. Looking back just provides me with more cringe moments. Ergh just thinking about it now...ahhhh o well we live and we learn. So I did get sucked into the hype but I would say I always knew it was pure fakeness.I mean how many people actually know the story behind valentines day?.
I remember being on my uni radio a few years back playing those baby-making 'slow jams'. I has one girl ask me live on radio what I would be doing that day for Valentines. I believe I said 'To me every day is valentines day today is just a normal day' (Cringe) she then asked if I had a valentines date and I responded 'every girl is special to me...' There was more but I can't even type the rest cause it got really pathetic. What is worrying is that, that type of talk really worked on girls. I'm not proud of it but I was a sweet boy. My boys used to slaughter me for it. If sweet talking was a crime, I would be the worst offender. The most wanted. Caught and sentence to jail for three life times. Thinking about it now, It was a very stupid thing to do. Telling a girl everything she wants to hear, playing with her emotions and just flat out misleading them was insanely stupid. The saying hell has no fury like a woman's scorned is the understatement of the century. The backlash I got ...Lets just say I paid the price for my shenanigans and then some. Destroy a girls heart and I grantee you will end up worse off. Play with fire and you will get burnt. FACT!
Why did I do it?. It was easy for me. OK I do have an introvert personality and tend to be quiet in most surroundings but when it came to girls it was different. Some how girls to me where so easy to talk to. Once I saw a girl look twice, I would go in. Talking to girls I deemed attractive was never a problem for me. I played the shy boy, the bad boy, the good boy, the virgin boy but never the honest one. I thought I was smart as well, I never went about promoting my "conquests" like the other boys I used to hang around with did. Sure there was the boys locker room talk I would get into but I never told them the girls I got actually got with. I noticed early on that boys spread information just as well as girls. So I was overly private about my doings and I never really had a bad reputation or looked at as one of the local players.I was far from innocent. A while back me and my brother were jokingly slewing each other about girls and he was just saying names after names of girls he associated with me. Some where true and some weren't but it got me thinking how many? How many girls had I had? The horrifying truth is that I don't know. I stopped counting after a while. When your getting three different girls coming to your house during the day...its just wrong and there was problem. The alarm bells started  ringing when I got to the point where I was just tired of sex and competitions on who could bed the most girls in the year. I shameful admit I did all those things. Please believe this posting is not about me boasting or bragging about the stuff I did if anything its the total opposite. It is an admittance and a confession. I messed up but that was when I was a boy. Now that I'm a man. Everything wrote at the beginning of the post is the type of man I want to be.Only God can help me. So today I take this Vow



I, (Gabriel), take you (Celibacy), to be my (way of life), to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until my wife makes  us part

Therefore if any man [be] in Christ, [he is] a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new. 2 Corinthians 5:17

the old me was a boy the new me is a man. 

I bet you didnt think you would be reading this today. LOL 

Over and out!

Maybe Just Maybe...

"Maybe God wanted us to meet the wrong person before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Maybe when the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us. Maybe the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you’ve ever had. Maybe it is true that we do not know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we do not know what we have been missing until it arrives. Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you... back. Do not expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart; but if it does not, be content it grew in yours. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone. Do not go for looks; they can deceive. Do not go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile. There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do. May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy. Always put yourself in others shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts them too. The happiest of people do not necessarily have the best of everything, they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you cannot go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and the heartaches. So make love to the present and forget the past

Taken from my american sister Shanta key