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<title>When does a "No-No" become a "Yes-Yes"?</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=32940</link>
<pubDate>21-APR-07</pubDate>
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Many of us have listed items on our profiles that let the reader know what we DO NOT WANT and what we DESIRE in a mate.  And from many of the posts and blogs that I have read on this site, it seems that many of us are sticking to our guns and, (for use of a better phrase)--"not settling".  

I met someone here who has a characteristic that I did not list as a "no-no" on my profile, but in the past, I had ALWAYS considered it to be a definite "flaw".  I was so turned off by this characteristic, that in the past I would look for this "no-no" whenever I met a man.  If he had this "no-no", he NEVER got more than friendly conversation out of me. (And he only got that much from me because I did not want to offend him).  I have actually rejected men who were otherwise very attractive to me, but immediately became undesirable and quite repulsive to me when I saw that they had this "flaw".   

The man that I met here, who I am madly and passionately in love with, has this characteristic and it doesn't even bother me.  In fact, when I first met him, I did not even look for it.  When I finally noticed that he had it, I disregarded it and did not pay much attention to it.     

I am truly grateful that I did not meet him in the "traditional" way and got to know him via IM and the phone first.  Had I seen him before I met him, I would have  let my "prejudice" get in the way and would have dismissed  the love of my life.

Having said all of this, my question is:  Have any of you met someone who was a "no-no" and became a "yes-yes"?  Does anyone know why we have these so-called standards, many of which have nothing to do with love?  If so, please share your story.
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<title>OK.  I'm finally going to do it</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=6680</link>
<pubDate>14-JUL-06</pubDate>
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I am finally going to call my sister and get my half-brother's phone number so that I can get my father's phone number.  My half-brother is the only one who really keeps in touch with my father.  I guess he does not have any ill will towards him.  God, I wish I could be that way towards my father.  I am so afraid that when I contact my dad, he won't be glad to hear from me.  I am afraid that he will be in the middle of doing something else and tell me that he'll have to call me back.  And that will just kill me.  I want to have a relationship with him but I am so afraid of making the first move.  I don't want to be rejected or worse--put off until he has time to deal with me.  That would make me feel like he is dangling me on a string:  a feeling that I really hate.  I can hardly type thinking about the "what if's" of the situation.  And like I always do, I am "awfulizing" our phone call.  I am trying to think about the worse that could happen so that I will be prepared when it does happen.  (That statement there just set me back about two months worth of self analysis.)  

Regardless of how scared that I am about contacting him, I have to do it now because I said it aloud and because I am "putting it down on paper" so to speak by posting it on the blog.  

God help me!!
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<title>Father's Day</title>
<link>http://www.LargeFriends.com/blog_messages?blog_id=5124</link>
<pubDate>15-JUN-06</pubDate>
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Father's Day will be here in a few days.  While my father lives about 20 minutes away from me, I don't feel compelled to send him a card, call him or be with him on Father's Day.  The only thing that I feel is sadness.  

Even though I am a grown woman, with a grown child of my own, I still feel sad when I think about my father.  By the time I was 7 years old, my mom and dad divorced and my dad has not really looked back since.  When I was about 20 years old, I remember looking at an old photo album in which there were several pictures of me as a very young child.  In many of the pictures, I was dressed up and I remember a particular group of them in which I was in a local park.  Because there were so many pictures, I got the feeling that the person who took them must have really loved me alot and thought that I was special.  I got kind of teary eyed and sentimental about it because I never realized that I was loved like that in my life.  I never thought that anyone thought that I was a precious little child that they loved most parents love their little baby.  When I asked my mother who took those pictures of me, I was shocked when she told me that my father took them.  I didn't say anything to her at the time, but I was very upset when she told me.  I was upset because I wondered when he stopped loving me like that.  When did he decide that I was not worthy of the love that father's have for their little girls?  I still wonder that to this day.
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