Let Cooler Heads Prevail

We shouldn't fight for what was all along making us unhappy. Good for her to take the bold step to travel to her hometown, she felt betrayed when I didn't run there to see her, so we both interpreted things selfishly but that is all behind...

...and things have gone well, a loving family who adores my son and I get to know that, even though we are apart, we still care and love each other. We've told each other so, from time to time we even loved one another. I am not making the case back, even if we heal the wounds and decide to give each other a chance it'd be in a very different way. We'd change all the things that were making us mad, and we don't need to be together to achieve our common goal of raising a healthy child. I really think Julian is well and in good hands with his mother and her family. I overreacted, like anyone I felt horrible about it. I still feel empty but now I am beginning to build and get strong, not for me to wallow in sorrow, or sing song of despairs, no; now it's time to reinvent myself and enjoy my peace which comes at a price. Of course, she does to, gets to, remake herself. She's done well. I wanted to hug her and kiss her, but she was a little cold and distant; I did hug her and tap kissed her. She said we'll be in each other's life, one way or another, from now on. She was sad I left. I think I still love that girl...

...I can't imagine how that may be but I think we'll decide it for ourselves. We have to redefine our relationship, as you said we'll always be in each other's life one way or another because of Julian. Things have been good in my life. I recently made friends with her on Facebook. It's good to get along like adults. I told her she's welcome here anytime if she comes to New York; she'll go back to flying based in New York. And I'll be ready to go visit them again once I get through this next exam at Metro Tech in Brooklyn, the FDNY. I will revisit the subject and read, by next week I'll be ready... also, don't forget to pay rent. Stay home and tomorrow Esteban comes to visit me! I couldn't go out like I'd do in the past searching for a local beer, come back home and listen to music, sometimes cousin Ace would come. Ace is so good with women. But he won't listen to reason. He'd rather make a mistake of his own than succeed with someone else's advice. I don't sweat it; you can only feed those who are truly hungry. We have had great times, and he's now with this cute bartender girl in her early twenties, seen them kiss, hang out, hold hands. Hope he marries her. Of course not! I cannot wish that upon my cousin. Let them live before a woman comes and stays more than two nights in a row.

If you dealt with women before, you dealt with raw emotion. We men are rather non-verbal, if we attack it's rarely with words and most of the time we just intimidate, never really attack. We avoid unnecessary conflict, or should anyway! Like the snake, unless threatened or for food, or sex, we'll go on the offensive. The thing is, this is your sexual prey. You do not fight fire with fire. You cool down before you go all in. Take a step back, remember: the ideal is to stop the Hulk moment when anger overrides your mind, it hijacks your brain and you go on the attack. The important thing is to recognize the forces involved, the mature man, the man women often respect and listen to, doesn't lose his temper easily. But we all should be capable of venting, whether it is done so through narrative, spit out whatever is stuck in our throats, as long as you're alive give it a try! You got one more fight left. Fight to keep the peace alive. Fight for harmony. Fight for there never being a need to raise your voice again. Yeah, we'll get rattled one day I bet and lose our cool, but we'll laugh it off soon thereafter. We need to let cooler heads prevail.