Making lemonade…

making lemonadewhat’s that line? if life throws you lemons, make lemonade… well I’ve been thinking about this for a while now and you know, I think I’d rather just enjoy the lemon as is. Too much sugar in lemonade… makes you thirsty and gives you spots, doesn’t it?! Anyway lemons are gorgeous. yesterday I made roast chicken the way the mother of my childhood Greek friend used to make it… with olive oil, thyme, salt, garlic and lots of lemon juice with some rinds thrown in for extra aroma. Roasted lemon rinds are delicious! And, today for lunch it was a fresh spinach salad with tomatoes, red onion, apple, cheddar and lemon juice! I love scratching the rind and smelling the citrus oils…

And, I guess there is no sugar coating the fact that there is just no future, not even the possibility of an affair that won’t sour, with a married man either so might as well embrace the bitter-sweetness of it and try to move on… try to remain friends.

I consulted my three wise men about him recently… unanimous: ‘Careful,’ they said, ‘men don’t leave their wives without a very good reason and everything has a price.’

Love the wisemen! They are scattered about the globe, different ages, nationalities, circumstances and characters and don’t know each other so a bit weird that they all said pretty much the same thing. makes sense. Desire is still winning the war against reason though. Got to get out of the limbo of this lust funk… if i’m honest, it isn’t true love in any case. Perhaps just more a case of desiring something that another woman has: a good man and a strong family.

I’ve just finished reading “Forty Rules of Love’ by Elif Shafak. Beautiful. About a woman chosing a new life… choosing life.

She’s a fantastic speaker as well by the way. Really enjoyed her recent TED talk on storytelling… maybe more than her actual writing…

http://www.ted.com/playlists/62/how_to_tell_a_story.html

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About foxonthego

Just a mother, a wife, a writer, a professional marketer, amateur photographer, art lover, aspiring beekeeper... dreaming of a citrus grove in Sardinia... let the beauty of what you love be what you do ~ Rumi
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